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    on his glass eye, and lighted
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    sun fell through the window
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    Sometimes the
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    kneeling in front of the bird
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    habit of saying her prayers
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    she contracted the idolatrous
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    and it was this way that
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    in despair and implored
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    She looked at him
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    so nice for poor Loulou
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