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13 The only home that I hope to go to is my grave.
    I will lie down to sleep there in the dark.
14 I will say to the grave,
    “You are my father.”
I will say to the worms that eat me,
    “Hello, my mother. Hello, my sister.”
15 I can hope for nothing that is better than that.
    No one can find anything better for me.

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