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@ Jay
2024-12-03 15:46:54
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
 Thou art more lovely and more temperate;
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
 And summer’s lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
 And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
 By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d;
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But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest;
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
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