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On that day, every prophet will be ashamed to relate his own prophetic vision, and he will not wear a hairy mantle in order to deceive. Rather, he will say, “I am no prophet. I am a tiller of soil, for the land has been my possession since my youth.” And if anyone asks him, “What are these wounds on your chest?” he will reply, “I received them in the house of my friends.”

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