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    But God has turned me into a swear word for everyone;
        I have become a symbol of human darkness;
        I am the face on whom one spits.
    All my afflictions cloud my vision;
        the members of my body are wasting away;
    I am a mere shadow of what it once was.
    Those of moral fiber are appalled at this;
        innocent men grow indignant at the wicked.

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