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12 Because of all my adversaries
I am the contempt of my neighbors
    and a dread to my acquaintances.
Seeing me on the street, they flee from me.
13 I am as forgotten as a dead man.
I have become like a broken vessel.
14 For I have heard the whispering of many.
There is terror on every side
    as they conspire against me
    and plot to take my life.

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