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They were told not to kill them, but to trouble them for five months. The pain they give is like the pain a scorpion gives when it strikes a person.

In those days people will look for death, but they will not be able to find it. They will want to die, but death will fly away from them.

The locusts looked like horses ready to go to war. On their heads were gold crowns. And they had faces like people.

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