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... vealed her white teeth, her eyes curved into the crescent moon in the sky, and he would look at her in daze, so much so that he felt ashamed of himself; when she laid in his arms in a good mood, she would hum in a low voice a tune he could never imagine, and though he did not know what she was singing, he found it beautiful and moving, and wished that she would continue singing it.
She could make all kinds of strange knots, and she could teach the children of the tribe many games, and sh ...
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