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12 But she was torn out in fury
    and flung to the ground;
The east wind withered her up,
    her fruit was plucked away;
Her strongest branch dried up,
    fire devoured it.(A)
13 Now she is planted in a wilderness,
    in a dry, parched land.(B)
14 Fire flashed from her branch,
    and devoured her shoots;
Now she does not have a strong branch,
    a royal scepter!(C)

This is a lamentation and serves as a lamentation.

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