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27 I constantly feel upset.
    And my suffering has only just begun.
28 I am always sad and depressed, without any relief.
    I stand up in the public meeting and cry for help,
29 making sad sounds like the wild dogs,
    like the ostriches in the desert.

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27 The churning inside me never stops;(A)
    days of suffering confront me.(B)
28 I go about blackened,(C) but not by the sun;
    I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.(D)
29 I have become a brother of jackals,(E)
    a companion of owls.(F)

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