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1     8, 7 |   Cunda.27 There are these roots of trees, there are empty
2    12, 20| cowdung. I lived on forest roots and fruits, I fed on fallen
3    12, 20|    the hair, rotted at its roots, fell from my body as I
4    12, 20|    the hair, rotted at its roots, fell from my body as I
5    19    |    you. Over there are the roots of trees; over there, empty
6    36    |  the hair -- rotted at its roots -- fell from my body as
7    45    |   dung. He lives on forest roots & berries. He feeds on fallen
8   119, 5 | with cool water from their roots to their tips, and nothing
9   152    |    you. Over there are the roots of trees; over there, empty