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I sleep, and my heart watcheth; the voice of my beloved knocking: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is full of dew, and my locks of the drops of the nights.

I have put off my garment, how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet, how shall I defile them?

My beloved put his hand through the key hole, and my bowels were moved at his touch.

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