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Thinking About Poemwhat Finally Kills the Tree?

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Thinking about Poem

What finally kills the tree?

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The tree is finally killed by the uprooting of its roots. When the roots, which had anchored it lying hidden in the earth for years, were dug out, the tree’s strength was exposed and this led to the death of the tree. It dried up after it had been uprooted.

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