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I have stripped off my coat.
    How can I put it on again?
I have washed my feet.
    How can I soil them?

My lover extended his hand through the opening
—my heart yearned for him.
I rose to open for my lover.
My hands dripped with myrrh,
    yes, my fingers with flowing myrrh,
    on the handles of the lock.

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