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Life was so good. It was as if my path were covered with cream.
    It was as if even the rocks poured out streams of olive oil for me.
I would go to the city gate
    and sit in the public square.
When the young men saw me, they would step out of my way.
    And the old men would stand up in respect for me.

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when my path was drenched with cream(A)
    and the rock(B) poured out for me streams of olive oil.(C)

“When I went to the gate(D) of the city
    and took my seat in the public square,
the young men saw me and stepped aside(E)
    and the old men rose to their feet;(F)

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