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The redundant locks, robustious to no purpose, clustering down--vast monument of strength.

John Milton

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John Milton
Age: 65 †
Born: 1608
Born: December 9
Died: 1674
Died: November 8
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Redundant
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Locks
Vast
Strength
Hair
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Clustering

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