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My life is passing away like smoke.
    My bones are burned up with fire.
My heart is like grass
    that has been cut and dried.
    I forget to eat.
Because of my grief,
    my skin hangs on my bones.

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For my days vanish like smoke;(A)
    my bones(B) burn like glowing embers.
My heart is blighted and withered like grass;(C)
    I forget to eat my food.(D)
In my distress I groan aloud(E)
    and am reduced to skin and bones.

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