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Wake up and cry, you drunks!
    Cry loudly, you wine drinkers!
    New wine has been taken away from you.
A strong nation attacked my land.
    It has too many soldiers to count.
        They have teeth like lions.
        They have fangs like grown lions.
            They destroyed my grapevines.
            They ruined my fig trees.
                They stripped off what they could eat,
                    threw the rest away,
    and left the branches bare.

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