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My days disappear like smoke,
and my bones are burning
    as though in a furnace.
I am wasting away like grass,
    and my appetite is gone.
My groaning never stops,
and my bones can be seen
    through my skin.

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For my days vanish like smoke;(A)
    my bones(B) burn like glowing embers.
My heart is blighted and withered like grass;(C)
    I forget to eat my food.(D)
In my distress I groan aloud(E)
    and am reduced to skin and bones.

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