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27 My insides are always churning.
    Nothing but days of suffering are ahead of me.
28 My skin has become dark, but the sun didn’t do it.
    I stand up in the community and cry out for help.
29 I’ve become a brother to wild dogs.
    Owls are my companions.

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27 The churning inside me never stops;(A)
    days of suffering confront me.(B)
28 I go about blackened,(C) but not by the sun;
    I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.(D)
29 I have become a brother of jackals,(E)
    a companion of owls.(F)

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