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29 I have become a brother to jackals,
    and a companion to ostriches.
30 My skin has turned black on me;
    my bones burn with heat.
31 My harp is for mourning
    and my flute for the sound of weeping.

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29 I have become a brother of jackals,(A)
    a companion of owls.(B)
30 My skin grows black(C) and peels;(D)
    my body burns with fever.(E)
31 My lyre is tuned to mourning,(F)
    and my pipe(G) to the sound of wailing.

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