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I compare you my love , to a mare among Pharaoh's chariots. Your cheeks are comely with ornaments. your neck with strings of jewels. We will make you ornaments of gold. studded with silver. While the king ws on his couch. my nard gave forth its fragrance. My beloved is to me a bag of myrrh. that lies between my ******* My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of En-gedi. Ah, you are beautiful,my love. ah, you are beautiful ; your eyes are doves, Ah, you are beautiful my beloved, truly lovely. Our couch is green; the beams of our house are cedar. our rafter are pine. Share!
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Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 6:57 AM UTC
BRIDE AND BRIDEGROOM
I compare you my love , to a mare among Pharaoh's chariots. Your cheeks are comely with ornaments. your neck with strings of jewels. We will make you ornaments of gold. studded with silver. While the king ws on his couch. my nard gave forth its fragrance. My beloved is to me a bag of myrrh. that lies between my ******* My beloved is to me a cluster of henna blossoms in the vineyards of En-gedi. Ah, you are beautiful,my love. ah, you are beautiful ; your eyes are doves, Ah, you are beautiful my beloved, truly lovely. Our couch is green; the beams of our house are cedar. our rafter are pine. Share!
jimmy-hegan
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Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 6:57 AM UTC
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