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16 Let that man be as the cities which Yahweh overthrew,
    and didn’t repent.
Let him hear a cry in the morning,
    and shouting at noontime,
17 because he didn’t kill me from the womb.
    So my mother would have been my grave,
    and her womb always great.
18 Why did I come out of the womb to see labor and sorrow,
    that my days should be consumed with shame?

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