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12 All your fortresses are like fig trees
    with first-ripe figs:
If they are shaken,
    they fall into the mouth of the eater.
13 Your troops
    are women in your midst!
The gates of your land
    are wide open to your enemies;
    fire has devoured your bars.

14 Draw water for the siege!
    Strengthen your forts!
Go into the clay and
    tread the mortar!
    Take hold of the brick mold!

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