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The priceless children of Zion
    were worth their weight in gold.
But now they are thought of as clay pots
    made by the hands of a potter.

Even wild dogs
    nurse their young pups.
But my people are as mean
    as ostriches in the desert.

When the babies get thirsty,
    their tongues stick to the roofs of their mouths.
When the children beg for bread,
    no one gives them any.

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