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A tree._ She spotted one. It was hidden behind a much larger tree, its limbs misshapen in its attempt to fight for even a little sunlight in the shadow. __ana has this tradition of giving a sad-looking tree the honor of being a Christmas tree._ She walked over to the small, nearly hidden tree. __ like this one. __t___ He laughed. __gly?_ __o, it__ beautiful because it__ had a hard life. It__ struggled to survive against all odds and would keep doing that without much hope. But it has a chance to be something special.
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A tree._ She spotted one. It was hidden behind a much larger tree, its limbs misshapen in its attempt to fight for even a little sunlight in the shadow. __ana has this tradition of giving a sad-looking tree the honor of being a Christmas tree._ She walked over to the small, nearly hidden tree. __ like this one. __t___ He laughed. __gly?_ __o, it__ beautiful because it__ had a hard life. It__ struggled to survive against all odds and would keep doing that without much hope. But it has a chance to be something special.

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