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When I lie down, I think, ‘How long is it until I get up?’
    The night is long, and I toss until dawn.
My body is covered with worms and scabs.
    My skin is broken and full of running sores.

“My days go by faster than a weaver moves his tool.
    And they come to an end without hope.

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When I lie down I think, ‘How long before I get up?’(A)
    The night drags on, and I toss and turn until dawn.(B)
My body is clothed with worms(C) and scabs,
    my skin is broken and festering.(D)

“My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,(E)
    and they come to an end without hope.(F)

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