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10 His heart is ashes, his hopes of less value than common dirt,
    and his life less worthy than clay,
11 because he failed to recognize the one who fashioned him
    and breathed into him an active soul
    and infused into him a living spirit.
12 Indeed, he considered this life of ours as an idle game,
    and our span of years as a market that will be a source of profit.
    “No matter how wicked the means,” he says, “one must make a living.”

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