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Your navel is a round goblet,
    may it not lack mixed wine.
Your belly is a heap of wheat
    enclosed with lilies.
Your two breasts are like two fawns,
    twins of a gazelle.
Your neck is like an ivory tower.
Your eyes are pools in Heshbon
    near the gate of Bath-rabbim.
Your nose is like a tower of Lebanon
    overlooking Damascus.

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