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“Who has let the wild ass go free?
    Who has loosed the bonds of the swift ass,(A)
to which I have given the steppe for its home,
    the salt land for its dwelling place?(B)
It scorns the tumult of the city;
    it does not hear the shouts of the driver.
It ranges the mountains as its pasture,
    and it searches after every green thing.

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23 People go out to their work
    and to their labor until the evening.(A)

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