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11 His head is purest gold,
    his hair is wavy,
    black as a raven.
12 His eyes are like doves
    beside streams of water,
washed with milk,
    mounted in their settings.
13 His cheeks are like a bed of spice,
    towers of sweet-scented perfume.
His lips are lilies,
    dripping with liquid myrrh.

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