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11 His head is the finest gold;
    his locks are wavy,
    black as a raven.
12 His eyes are like doves
    beside rivers of water,
bathed in milk,
    fitly set.
13 His cheeks are like beds of spices,
    mounds of scented herbs.
His lips are lilies,
    dripping liquid myrrh.

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