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I have a book of sonnets all for you

Its

1000 pages

with 1000 words on each page

 

Shakespeare couldn't compete with my compilation of beautiful 

 

Truth 

your face is so fair like.....

clouds

and

Your eyes are like....

they are like 

like

sculpted from the marble stone

and um....

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