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Finally, the boy returned after he left for so many years. “Sorry, my boy. But I don’t have anything for you anymore. No more apples for you.” the tree said. “ I don’t have teeth to bite.” The boy replied. “ No more trunk for you to climb on.” “I am too old for that now.” the boy said. “I really want to give you so is my dying roots.” The tree said with tears. “I don’t need ce to rest. I am tired after all these years.” The boy replied. “Good! Old tree roots are the best place to lean on and rest. Cose sit down with me and have a rest.” The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled with tears…