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My love put his hand through the opening, and joy filled my heart. I got up to let my love in, and perfume fell from my hands. Wet perfume fell from my fingers onto the lock. I opened the door to my love, but he had already gone! My heart went out to him as he spoke. I looked for him, but did not find him. I called him, but he did not answer me.

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