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Woe is me for my hurt! My wound is severe. But I say, "Truly this is an infirmity, And I must bear it."
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My tent is plundered, And all my cords are broken; My children have gone from me, And they are no more. There is no one to pitch my tent anymore, Or set up my curtains.
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