darkness my old freind
im joyed to meet with you again
i wish you would not end
i would love to enter in
darkness my old freind
im proud to have you til the end
darkness my old freind
i watched you come around the bend
and i see you do tend
to meet with me again
oh darkness my old freind
i cant wait to meet with you again
William Shakespeare
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course untrimmed.
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st,
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee
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