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In a forest lived a man. 
A man who lived in a tree. 
This tree, they say, was the largest tree in the sound forest. 
The tree had many parts within it: A vast canopy for hanging and swinging, a Y notch for asking the dearest of questions and a stump for sitting. 
On that stump sat the man. 
The man looked like any ordinary man, but today he was a little older. 
A few strands of hair seemed to be falling out, a gray here and there.  
And a new number to connect the mind and body to. 
A simple, yet sophisticated man, he sat on the stump and admired the noble tree which stands absolute in the vast forest. 
Once a weak sapling, stands mighty now, but the man still sits, watching the tree as it continues its growth. 
The older the man will grow, the stronger the tree will be, 
And the stronger the tree, the less the man will have to sit. 
One day the man will no longer sit on the stump.
The stump will call for a new sitter, a new man who will grow his one tree. 
A tree to become strong like those before it. 
The man will then join the other stump-sitters.
 And watch the growth of their creations, 
Blossom Into Greatness.

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