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SONNET 116
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
§ê¢rꆧ wrote:I'm marrying the woman I love more than anything in the worlds.
Username wrote:~§ê¢rꆧ wrote:I'm marrying the woman I love more than anything in the worlds.
Then I guess you're saying it's over between us?
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Searcher08 wrote:What? You never told me about §êrꆧ!! I thought we were forever, Username <sobs>
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