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The holding gates are opened wide,
    and the palace washes away.
It is decreed:
    She is uncovered and led away captive;
her handmaidens shall lead her as with the voice of doves,
    beating their chests.
Nineveh is like a pool
    whose waters run away.
“Halt! Halt!” they cry,
    but no one turns back.

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