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I’m sinking in deep mud.
    I have no firm place to stand.
I am out in deep water.
    The waves roll over me.
I’m worn out from calling for help.
    My throat is very dry.
My eyes grow tired
    looking for my God.
Those who hate me without any reason
    are more than the hairs on my head.
Many people who don’t have any reason to be my enemies
    are trying to destroy me.
They force me to give back
    what I didn’t steal.

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