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| "My face in thine eyes, thine in mine appears. And true plain hearts|do in the faces rest. Where can we find|two better hemispheres without sharp North,|without declining West? Whatever dies|was not mixed equally. If our two loves be one and thou and I love so alike that none can slacken... none can die."  |
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| Tak napisali inni: |
| 09.06.2006 :: 23:09 :: l-net.pai.net.pl :D |
| 09.06.2006 :: 21:08 :: aoh11.neoplus.adsl.tpnet.pl sorry, isolde |
| 09.06.2006 :: 21:08 :: aoh11.neoplus.adsl.tpnet.pl ~ tristian+ isold, co? |
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