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12 (A)Beat your breasts for the pleasant fields,
    for the fruitful vine,
13 (B)for the soil of my people
    growing up in thorns and briers,
(C)yes, for all the joyous houses
    in the exultant city.
14 For the palace is forsaken,
    the populous city deserted;
the hill and the watchtower
    will become dens for ever,
(D)a joy of wild donkeys,
    a pasture of flocks;

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