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12 My friends say, “It is day”,
    when it is still night.
They do not know the difference between light and dark.
13 The only home that I hope to go to is my grave.
    I will lie down to sleep there in the dark.
14 I will say to the grave,
    “You are my father.”
I will say to the worms that eat me,
    “Hello, my mother. Hello, my sister.”

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