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Oct 2016
“What is mankind that you make so much of them,
and that you pay attention to them?

​​​​​​​And that you visit them every morning,
and try them every moment?

​​​​​​​Will you never look away from me,
will you not let me alone
long enough to swallow my spittle?

​​​​​​​If I have sinned – what have I done to you,
O watcher of men?
Why have you set me as your target?
Have I become a burden to you?

​​​​​​​And why do you not pardon my transgression,
and take away my iniquity?
For now I will lie down in the dust,
and you will seek me diligently,
but I will be gone.”
Chrisamesther
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Chrisamesther  Nigeria
(Nigeria)   
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