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The atongue of the infant cleaves To the roof of its mouth because of bthirst; The little ones cask for bread, But no one breaks it for them.
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Lamentations 2:12
Lamentations 2
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They say to their mothers, "aWhere is grain and wine?" As they faint like a wounded man In the streets of the city, As their blife is poured out On their mothers' bosom.