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    May your lips be like the finest wine.”

The woman says

“May my wine go straight to you, my love.
    May it flow gently over our lips as we sleep.

10 “I belong to you, my love.
    And you long for me.
11 Come, my love. Let’s go to the country.
    Let’s spend the night in the villages.

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