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You were full of noise,
a boisterous city, an exultant town?
Your dead were not slain with the sword,
    nor dead in battle.

All your rulers have fled together,
then captured without a bow.
All who were caught were taken into exile together,
    though they had fled far off.

Therefore I said, “Look away from me!
Let me weep bitterly—
don’t try to comfort me
    about the ruin of the daughter of my people.”

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