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A harsh vision has been shown to me:
“The traitor betrays, and the plunderer plunders.
Go up, Elam! Besiege, Media!
I have put an end to all her groaning.”
Therefore my body is filled with pain.
Pangs have taken hold of me like the pangs of a woman in labor.
I am bewildered by what I hear,
    terrified by what I see.
My heart is bewildered,
terror overwhelms me.
The twilight I longed for
    has been turned into trembling.

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