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you who were full of noise, you loud town, you joy-filled city? Your dead were not killed with the sword. They did not die in battle. All your rulers have run away together, and were taken without using the bow. All of you who were found were taken away together, even though you had run far away. So I said, “Turn your eyes away from me. Let me cry with much sorrow. Do not try to comfort me about my people being destroyed.”

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