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I am awake in the night,
    like a bird that sits alone on the roof.
All day my enemies insult me.
They laugh at me
    and they use my name as a curse.
9-10 Because you are so angry with me,
    I eat ashes as my food.
My tears drop
    into the water that I drink.
It seems that you have picked me up,
    and then you have thrown me away.

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