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7 This thy stature is like to a palm tree, and thy breasts to clusters of grapes. 8 I said, I will climb up into the palm tree, I will take hold of the branches thereof: let thy breasts be as clusters of the vine, and the smell of thy breath like apples; 9 And thy mouth like the best wine, that goeth down smoothly for my beloved, gliding through the lips of those that are asleep. Song of Solomon 7:7-9, English Revised Version. Public domain.
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