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25 I am as weak as a leaf that the wind can blow away.
    But you still want to frighten me.
I am as useless as chaff,
    but you still attack me.
26 You write down things to accuse me.
    You punish me for the sins I did when I was young.
27 You tie my feet with chains.
    You watch me carefully wherever I go.
    You put marks on my feet.

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