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Then has been the day you drowned? Remember? Summer vacation after you'd finished grade three and I'd finished grade the four? It wasn't at the dirt pile though, has been at the canal. That silly dare thing the older boys had, the one that said are usually swam across you registered their stupid non-sissy gym. I pleaded with you not to do it. You to reflect upon forbidden hill-I know I'll never neglect the day that giant yellow Caterpillar tractor clanked and putted within the dusty road past our home filling atmosphere with healing smells of diesel and grease and
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