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16 I made the nations quake at the sound of its fall, when I cast it down to Sheol with those who go down to the pit. And all the trees of Eden, the choice and best of Lebanon, all that drink water, were comforted in the world below.
A young man loses his grip on a high cliff and falls. by Bjorn Thorkelson
