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1   T-I| thunder on the left, or the cry~or the flight of some bird
2  T-IV|     never touch the sea,~my cry will go out to countless
3   T-V|     own death with a fading cry,~so I, exiled far off on
4   T-V|   require torture without a cry:~forbid tears when a deep
5  IBIS|     and howled with a dog’s cry over all the city.~They
6   Ind| rows of close-set teeth.Her cry was a muted yelping. She
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