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14 For he knows how weak we are;
    he remembers we are only dust.
15 Our days on earth are like grass;
    like wildflowers, we bloom and die.
16 The wind blows, and we are gone—
    as though we had never been here.

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14 for he knows how we are formed,(A)
    he remembers that we are dust.(B)
15 The life of mortals is like grass,(C)
    they flourish like a flower(D) of the field;
16 the wind blows(E) over it and it is gone,
    and its place(F) remembers it no more.

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