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MY BELOVED
I am my beloved and my beloved is mine.
He kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for the love is better than wine.
Draw me,I will run after the for he has brought me into his chamber,we will remember the love more than wine.
Thy cheeks are comely with rows of jewels,thy neck with chains of gold.
My beloved is fair and has doves eyes.
The voice of my beloved!behold, she comes leaping upon the mountains, skipping upon the hills.