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The next day when she was eating her cantaloupe she had a bright idea. She scooped out the seeds like she was cradling a baby and put them in a can. She headed outside in search of a secret brown spot. She tucked each seed neatly in a brown bed, and waited for the sun or rain. She watched and watched and nothing came. She was sad that nothing happened so she went inside and soon forgot about her bright idea.
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