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This is for all the apples on the tree:
Out in the field grows an Apple tree.
Daily I would climb, striving to reach the top,
Where a shining apple grew.
Daily, something would happen and I could not continue.
A bow would break or the wind would blow,
Or the rain would come and end my quest.
And every day I would eat another apple from the tree,
One that I could reach, but I was never really satisfied.
And then one day, that shining apple fell,
And I was there to catch it.
I learned something amazing that day.
This apple was not any sweeter then the other apples.
This apple was not any bigger then the other apples.
This apple had the same seeds as all the other apples.
All the apples on the tree were the same.
I say, find a good tree and get the apples you can reach because in the end,
All the apples are there for only one thing,
Growing More Trees