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What if i break?
The tree has been cut off from life support the final cut has been made, even if the lumberjacks did apologize, it would be far too late. The Tree had tried so hard, so so so fucking hard and yet it wasnt enough theres only so much one tree can handle. Every cut had cut him off more, even the ones that were supposedly small. The tree could hear the voices fade away and as the men said „Baum Fällt“ he knew it was done and there was nothing left for him to do except hope, that wouldnt have to suffer anymore. He said one last goodbye to his friends and that was it. Now he lay there dead, while lumberjacks realized they had made a mistake, for it appeared strong on the outside but on the inside was just a 16 year old tree and not the expected 100. They kept visiting the tree, as if that would bring him, pathetic and yet the last nice thing someone ever did for the tree, he thanked them in his way, long after he had died