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Admit impediments; love is not love within his bending sickle's compass come; love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks. It is the star to every wand'ring bark, oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark or bends with the remover to remove. Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, let me not to the marriage of true minds I never writ, nor no man ever loved. Admit impediments; love is not love it is the star to every wand'ring bark, whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Within his bending sickle's compass come; if this be error and upon me proved. Love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks admit impediments; love is not love it is the star to every wand'ring bark. Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. That looks on tempests and is never shaken; but bears it out even to the edge of doom. Oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark within his bending sickle's compass come; it is the star to every wand'ring bark.
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Admit impediments; love is not love within his bending sickle's compass come; love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks. It is the star to every wand'ring bark, oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark or bends with the remover to remove. Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, let me not to the marriage of true minds I never writ, nor no man ever loved. Admit impediments; love is not love it is the star to every wand'ring bark, whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Within his bending sickle's compass come; if this be error and upon me proved. Love's not time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks admit impediments; love is not love it is the star to every wand'ring bark. Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken. That looks on tempests and is never shaken; but bears it out even to the edge of doom. Oh, no, it is an ever fixed mark within his bending sickle's compass come; it is the star to every wand'ring bark.