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A tree stood in its bed of blackened, untended mulch— leafless and flimsy. Its pale trunk bore a message, carved deep into insipid and lifeless wood with a large, unsteady hand, enclosed by a sharp edged heart.
‘WILL YOU BE MY FRIEND?’
P looked at it for much, much longer than one typically would when reading such a short message.