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Come to the feasting table

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A letter from God to His daughters… 

Come to the feasting table, sit up here with me. 

Taste the delicious delicacies, the wine is sweet indeed. 

The figs are from the fig tree that you planted here with me. 

The apples from the apple tree, the fruits are from great seed. 

I made you with precision, with intricate detail and great form. 

I have given you full freedom, have adventures and explore.

I love you like overflowing rivers.

Like everlasting waves of love, crashing on the shore.

Song of songs 2: 4 Let him lead me to the banquet hall, and let his banner over me be love.

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