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11 My enemies insult me.
Neighbors are even worse,
    and I disgust my friends.
People meet me on the street,
    and they turn and run.
12 I am completely forgotten
like someone dead.
    I am merely a broken dish.
13 I hear the crowds whisper,
    “Everyone is afraid!”
They are plotting and scheming
    to murder me.

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