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So the victory that day was turned into mourning for all the people, for they heard it said, The king grieves for his son.

The people slipped into the city stealthily that day as humiliated people steal away when they flee in battle.

But the king covered his face and cried with a loud voice, O my son Absalom, O Absalom, my son, my son!

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