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“This, your stature is like a palm tree, and your breasts like clusters.

“I said, ‘I will go up into the palm tree. I will take hold of her branches.’ Your breasts shall now be like the clusters of the vine, and the savor of your nose like apples,

“and the roof of your mouth like good wine, “which goes straight to my well-beloved and causes the lips of the ancient to speak.

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