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Sonnet 76 – Shakespeare

O know, sweet love, I always write of you,

And you and love are still my argument,

So all my best is dressing old words new,

Spending again what is already spent:

For as the sun is daily new and old,

So is my love still telling what is told.

– Shakespeare –

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