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My heritage is to Me
    as a speckled vulture;
    the vultures all around are against her.
Come, assemble all the beasts of the field,
    bring them to devour.
10 Many shepherds have destroyed My vineyard;
    they have trodden My portion under foot;
they have made My pleasant portion
    a desolate wilderness.
11 They have made it desolate,
    and being desolate, it mourns to Me.
The whole land has been made desolate,
    because no man lays it to heart.

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