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19 You had lived in a desolate wasteland,
    amid devastated ruins.
Now the land is too tiny for its inhabitants,
    while those who destroyed you will be far away.
20 The children born during your bereavement
    will say in your hearing,
“This place is too cramped for me;
    make room for me to live in.”
21 Then you will say to yourself,
    “Who bore these children for me?
I was bereaved and barren,
    I was exiled and repudiated;
    who has reared them?
I was left all alone;
    where then have these come from?”

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