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The baby’s tongue sticks to the roof of its mouth because of thirst. The children beg for bread, but no one gives it to them. Those who ate fine foods are dying in the streets. Those who were brought up dressed in purple now lie in ashes. For the sin of the daughter of my people is worse than the sin of Sodom, which was destroyed all at once without a hand turned to help her.

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