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Let his left hand be under my head, and his right hand hold me close.”

King Solomon

“I tell you, O daughters of Jerusalem. You must not wake up my love, until it is pleasing to her.”

The Sixth Song

Women of Jerusalem

“Who is this coming up from the desert, resting on her loved one?”

The Woman

“I woke you up under the fruit tree. There your mother suffered and gave birth to you.

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