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7 This stature of yours is like a palm tree, and your breasts are like clusters of fruit. 8 I said, “I will go up on the palm tree, I will grab hold of its boughs.” And may your breasts be now like the clusters of the vine, and the fragrance of your breath like the apples, 9 and your mouth like wine of the best. It is flowing to my beloved smoothly, gliding over lips and teeth. Song of Solomon 7:7-9, Berean Literal Bible. Public domain.
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