They bow themselves, they bring forth their young ones, they cast out their sorrows.Their young ones are in good liking, they grow up with corn; they go forth, and return not unto them.
They bow themselves, they bring forth their young ones, they cast out their sorrows.Their young ones are in good liking, they grow up with corn; they go forth, and return not unto them.
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