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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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