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He awoke again to a warm sun and began to realize what had happened. Our mountain tree could tell that he was growing but still very slowly.
Our little mountain tree was very sad.
It seemed to him that he would never be as tall or as strong as the trees of his memory. He just knew that if he were more like them he would be happy.
Each year on his mountain, the life of our little tree was the same. It would be hot and dry for a long time and then it would get cold, the snows would come and our little tree would sleep.
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