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Now, their visage is blacker than coal. They are unrecognizable in the streets. Their skin clings to their bones. It is withered, like a stick.

Those who are killed with the sword are better than those who are killed with hunger. For they fade away, stricken through by the fruits of the field.

10 The hands of the pitiful women have boiled their own children, which were their food in the destruction of the daughter of my people.

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