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“Do not see me because I am black. For the Sun has looked upon me. The sons of my mother were angry at me. They made me the keeper of the vines. But I did not keep my own vine.”

“Show me, O you whom my soul loves, where you feed, where you lie at noon. For why should I be as she who turns aside to the flocks of your companions?”

“If you do not know, O you, the fairest among women, go forth by the steps of the flock, and feed your kids by the tents of the shepherds.

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