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My heart pounds!
I am shaking with fear.
The twilight that I longed for is making me quake with terror.
They prepare the table.
They spread out the luxurious carpets.
They eat. They drink.
“Officers! Get up and oil your shields!”
Yes, this is what the Lord said to me:
    Go, post a watchman.
    Have him declare what he sees.

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