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The tongue of the infant child clings to the roof of his mouth for thirst. The young children ask for bread, but no one breaks it for them.

Those who fed on delicacies perish in the streets. Those who were brought up in scarlet embrace the dung.

For the iniquity of the daughter of my people has become greater than the sin of Sodom, which was destroyed in a moment with no hand raised.

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