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There's a tree that grows in Brooklyn. Some people call it the Tree of Heaven. No matter where its seed falls, it makes a tree which struggles to reach the sky.

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Betty Smith
Age: 75 †
Born: 1896
Born: December 15
Died: 1972
Died: January 17
Author
Novelist
Playwright
Screenwriter
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Brooklyn
New York
Elisabeth Lillian Wehner
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Sky
Matter
Reach
People
Tree
Struggle
Brooklyn
Grows
Struggles
Call
Seed
Heaven
Falls
Fall
Seeds

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