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18 The yeled grew, and it happened one day, that he went out to Aviv to the kotzerim (harvesters, reapers).

19 And he said unto Aviv, My rosh, my rosh. And he said to the na’ar, Carry him to immo.

20 And when he had lifted him, and brought him to immo, he sat on her birkayim (knees) till tzohorayim, and then died.

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