Like a slave he longs for shade;
like a hired man he waits for his pay.
So I have been made to inherit months of futility,
and troubled nights have been assigned to me.(A)
When I lie down I think:
When will I get up?
But the evening drags on endlessly,
and I toss and turn until dawn.

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Like a slave longing for the evening shadows,(A)
    or a hired laborer waiting to be paid,(B)
so I have been allotted months of futility,
    and nights of misery have been assigned to me.(C)
When I lie down I think, ‘How long before I get up?’(D)
    The night drags on, and I toss and turn until dawn.(E)

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