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14 He knows what we are made of;
    he remembers that we are dust.

15 As for us, our life is like grass.
We grow and flourish like a wild flower;
16     then the wind blows on it, and it is gone—
    no one sees it again.

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14 for he knows how we are formed,(A)
    he remembers that we are dust.(B)
15 The life of mortals is like grass,(C)
    they flourish like a flower(D) of the field;
16 the wind blows(E) over it and it is gone,
    and its place(F) remembers it no more.

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