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When I lie down I say, When shall I arise and the night be gone? And I am full of tossing to and fro till the dawning of the day.

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken and has become loathsome, and it closes up and breaks out afresh.

My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.

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