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The Dime
I do not know who cared for the paper garden. I do not know who built the clock that stands in the middle of the gray hills. I do not know what happened to the woman in simple yellow. I do not know where the pixies sleep when the tide washes away their castles of sand. I do not know how Sisters wage war on proud houses. I do not know when the dragonflies all died. I do not know what made him run from his five brothers and one sister.

But to all of these, I do know why.

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