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... thee my true spirit?
What's new to speak, what now to register,
That may express my love or my dear merit?
I am sure you know who has inked such words into paper, into existence. For you and I are the same. We know the Bard's work more than people would expect of us. A woman of your spirit, a man of my impression.
The 108th sonnet. You know in Buddhism, that number is quite special. 108 Earthly desires, 108 temptations, lies, delusions…. Whatever you may call it. ...
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