Shall i compare thee

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immortality of u throught this sonnets

Turning poit

Comparing in a summer day

Wind who shake buds

Summer is too short

Sun to hot

When is cloudy it' fading

Fair that decline

time that goes on

Eternal summer remain

You are more calm

The death will not take

My mistress'eyes

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Rare as other

Turning point

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faded eyes

Lips not so red

Gray breasts

Untidy hair

white cheeks

Orrible breath

He loves her orrible voice

Like a goddes but not so light