A tree.
A tall tree.
A flourishing and luxuriant tall tree.
He standing mighty in the cold wet weather.
He spends over hundreds of years
to assimilate sun, water and air.
Even there are many hidrance trying to stop him grow up,
he still wants to reach the blue sky for the twinkling sun.
After these hundreds of years of growth,
he became mightier and mightier.
He got sensation, perception, and also intuition.
Will he still sand mighty and vigorously after a hundreds year?
Will he disappear?
No, please no. Please just let him stay there. Stay there forever.
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