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20 All this ridicule has broken my heart,
    killed my spirit.
I searched for sympathy, and I came up empty.
    I looked for supporters, but there was no one.
21 Even more, they gave me poison for my food
    and offered me only sour vinegar to drink.

22 Let them be ambushed at the dinner table,
    caught in a trap when they least expect it.

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