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27 I hurt inside me all the time.
    Every day I suffer from pain.
28 Illness has caused my skin to become black.
    It is not the sun that has made that happen.
I stand up in the public meeting place
    and I call aloud for help.
29 I have become like the jackals and the ostriches.
    My sad voice sounds like them.

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