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Now they lie unknown in the streets, their faces blackened in death;
    their skin, dry as wood, has shriveled on their bones.

Those who died in the war were better off than those who died later,
    who starved slowly to death, with no food to keep them alive.

10 (A)The disaster that came to my people brought horror;
    loving mothers boiled their own children for food.

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But now they are blacker(A) than soot;
    they are not recognized in the streets.
Their skin has shriveled on their bones;(B)
    it has become as dry as a stick.

Those killed by the sword are better off
    than those who die of famine;(C)
racked with hunger, they waste away
    for lack of food from the field.(D)

10 With their own hands compassionate women
    have cooked their own children,(E)
who became their food
    when my people were destroyed.

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