It Wasn’t My Intention

I sat down under a tree and started to cry. 
The tree said, “Why the big tears?” 
I said, “I’m lost.” 
The tree said, “No, you’re not, you’re right here.” 
I said, “That sounds like it came out of a book.” 
The tree said, “And books come from trees.” 
I said, “But what about the Kindle?” 
The tree started to cry.

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