My love, have you forgotten?
My love, have you forgotten how you lay between my breasts? Then why have you sold me forever to my enslavers? Did I not follow you1 through a barren land? Let Mount Seir and Mount Paran, Sinai and Sin be my witnesses! There my love was yours, and I was your delight. Then how can you now bestow my glory upon others? I am thrust into Seir,2 driven…
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