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16     Why was I not buried in secret as a baby born still,
        as a newborn who never saw light?
17     In the sleep of death, the wicked can do no more damage;
        the weary ones at last find rest.
18     In death the captives are freed, together at ease,
        and the shouts of their oppressors die along with them.

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