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Therefore, justice is far removed from us,
    and righteousness is far beyond our reach.
We look for light but behold only darkness,
    for brightness but we walk in gloom.
10 Like blind men we grope along a wall,
    feeling our way like those bereft of eyes.
We stumble at noon as if it were twilight;
    in the midst of the strong we are like the dead.
11 All of us growl like bears;
    like doves we continue to moan mournfully.
We wait for justice but receive none,
    for deliverance but it is far from us.

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