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There once was a tall oak tree who lived in a small forest. Night and day it complained about its noisy leaves. It protested when the leaves sang songs with the wind. It grumbled about the music they made when it rained.
One day a blue jay landed on one of its limbs and overheard the oak gripe about its noisy leaves.
“You know,” the blue jay said. “I once knew a cactus who lived alone in the middle of the desert. He was a sad and lonely thing with no one to talk to. The snakes, scorpions and other desert creatures avoided him, for he had sharp spikes all over its skin.”
“What has that to do with me,” the tree grumbled.
“Well, every time I land on one of your branches I hear you complain about your leaves.”
“So what,” the tree said.
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