What is your substance? Whereof are you made
That millions of strange shadows upon you tend,
Since everyone hath, every one, one shade,
And you, but one, can every shadow lend?
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Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit
Is poorly imitated after you.
On Helens fair cheek all art of beauty set,
And you in Grecian 'tires are painted anew.
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Describe the Spring and foison of the year:
The one doth shadow of your beauty show,
The other as it doth appear,
And you in every beauteous shape that we know.
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In all external grace you have some part,
But you like none, none you, for constant heart.
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ruthless, truthless,
i like
to think
i have a problem / plans coming together like a house on fire

the one good vein in my body applauding
a choice selection
posted the positions
this time last month and eventually haven’t changed.

I’m finding I’m having some unrealist difficulty
because I find it hard

to not already be going along with the idea
once it starts
to sound
like blog.

That's the trouble around here
is my laptop experimentalism
that supplies outlast
a moonlit twist of fate
said to me fuck the stimulus
we're sponsor-prepared
& fillin' itself in
hence the name "passions
all in place," "the vote
will kill again," etc.
Beauty and the rules