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1   6|  aged half a century. His hair was quite white and he walked
2  53|                   Comb my hair, oh! comb my hair; that
3  53| Comb my hair, oh! comb my hair; that will cure me; it must
4  53|      how I suffer; and my hair pulls so!'~
5  54|                       Her hair, unbound, very long and
6  55|   my hands her long black hair that gave my skin a frightful
7  57|              I combed her hair. I handled, I know not how,
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