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10 I am near to death, because I am so sad.
    I am crying with pain as my life comes to an end.
I have so much trouble
    that I have no strength at all.
Even my bones have become weak.
11 All my enemies hate me.
    My friends insult me.
Everyone who knows me is afraid of me.
    They run away when they see me in the street.
12 Everybody has forgotten about me.
    I might as well be dead!
They think that I am useless,
    like a broken plate.

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