So… You thought I was dead and you cut me down. You left my weathered stump in the ground right where I once stood so strong, so proud. Where I sheltered animals and birds who nested in my mighty branches. So… You thought this rotting, decaying stump would be a message to my fellow nearby timber.

After all this time. You have forgotten me. Well I got news… Surprise! Hope Springs!

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