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