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It had been hours since the Lorax left, nearly a day if you can tell through the thickening black of the sky.  Everything gone, everyone left.  Nothing in the desolate landscape but a vastness of tree stumps standing like tombstones, with the Onceler standing in the thick of it. Not a wind stirred, not a sign of warmth, not even a shadow casted from the factory could shade the Onceler's shame, not when his impact has darkened the land more than any shadow can. Reality struck hard upon him, so hard he couldn't even move, barely even breathe, hardly even blink.  As a tear finally struck, rolling down his cheek, t