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I am my love’s, and my love is mine, he who feeds his flock among the lilies.”

The Fifth Song

King Solomon

“You are as beautiful as Tirzah, my love, as beautiful as Jerusalem. You are to be feared as an army with flags. Turn your eyes away from me, for they trouble me. Your hair is like a flock of goats that has come down from Gilead.

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