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The chariots run wildly through the streets,
    they rush to and fro in the open areas;
their appearance is like torches,
    they dash to and fro like lightning.

He remembers his officers
    as they stumble about on the road;
they hurry on to the wall
    as the siege tower is set up.
The holding gates are opened wide,
    and the palace washes away.

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