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“Your lips are like a thread of scarlet. And your talk is comely. Your temples are as a piece of a pomegranate within your locks.

“Your neck is as the tower of David, built for defense. A thousand shields hang in it, and all the targets of the strong men.

“Your two breasts are as two fawns, twins of a gazelle, feeding among the lilies.

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