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I her champion

.
              thus came boldly
                    her she
                     sweet
          and i could smell hern

             and mine fist were
                      sore
                       az 
               their he selves
                    for 'fore
                      them
           to i wuz thuh swear
         "not a hair anywhere
              'long her body
         nor the live connected
              'to each strand
                belonged to 
                       but
                         i"

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