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Friday, April 8, 2011

Sonnet 130 Translation

Her eyes do not sparkle


Her lips are pale red

Tan skin is what she has, she is not fair

Black hair is what she has

I have seen beautiful pink roses

But her cheeks are far from that color

Some perfumes smell awesome

But her breath does not smell like them

I have never seen perfection walk

She does have a normal walk

   But I love her which is rare

   She is not exaggerated, she is just real

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