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I am the …(1)… I watched them grow up here. They’ve left. But they always come back. Yes, they always come back. For my trees, their …(2)… My plants, their …(3)… For my beauty, their escape. I’ve always been there for them. And I have been more than generous. Sometimes I gave it all to them. Now gone …(4)…
But humans, they’re so …(5)… So …(5)… Such big brains and opposable thumbs. They know how to make things. …(6)… things. Now, why would they need an old forest like me anymore? Jungles? …(7)…? Well, they do breathe …(8)… And I make …(8)… Have they thought about that? Humans, so smart. They’ll figure it out. Humans making air. That’ll be fun to watch.
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