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- Holes chapter 5 there were six large gray tents, and each one had a black letter on it. he was assigned to tent my name is easy to remember. he was younger than her, and not nearly as scary looking. the top of his head was
- <Windnoon> by M.S. Merwin long ago and my father there and my grandmother standing in her faded clothes wrinkled high-laced black staring like a cloud at the empty air not looking at the green glass gravestone with the name on it