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32 No stranger has ever had to spend the night in the street;
    my door has always been open to the traveler.
33 “Have I ever concealed my transgressions as others do,
    keeping my guilt buried within my breast,
34 because I feared the gossip that would ensue,
    and I was terrified at the scorn of the multitude?
If so, then I would have remained silent
    and not ventured out of doors.

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