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20 I cry to you, and you do not answer me;
    I stand, and you merely look at me.(A)
21 You have turned cruel to me;
    with the might of your hand you persecute me.(B)
22 You lift me up on the wind, you make me ride on it,
    and you toss me about in the roar of the storm.(C)

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