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6 "My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and they come to an end without hope.
7 Remember that my life is a breath; my eye will not return to see good.
8 The eye of him who sees me will see me no longer: your eyes will be looking for me, but I will be gone.
9 A cloud vanishes, and it goes away, so he who goes down to Sheol will not come up.
10 He shall turn back no more to his house, and his place shall know him no more.