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For my days come and go, vanishing like smoke,
    and my bones are charred like bricks of a hearth.
My heart is beaten down like grass withered and scorched in the summer heat;
    I can’t even remember to eat.
My body is shaken by my groans;
    my bones cling to my skin, holding on for dear life.

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