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miss p

oh, dear sweet lulu!!!

My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, [s]he standeth behind our wall, [s]he looketh forth at the windows, shewing [her]self through the lattice.
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The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely.

Tania

Hello,
You need more rest i think

Have a nice day
Tania

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