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Crashing.
Burning.
It was chaos all around.
And no one could stop the terror
or the pain.
Even love failed
The trapped, the broken
And the tree fort of Pooh and Piglet was only made of sticks, but they thought it was fabulous.
"Piglet?"
"What, Pooh?"
"Oh, nothing. I was just being sure of you."
They stayed up there all day, and not even Owl could get them to come down.
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