One Hundred love sonnets

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erI don't love you as if you were a rose of slt, topaz, or arrow of carnations that progate fire
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7 ~9 f( W; q; w* |* nsecretly, between the shadow and the soul

# ?6 [$ a4 {1 O- u9 ii love you as the plant that doesn't blom but carries
the light of those flowers , hidden, within itself
; S. Z  P. {. K5 C3 _* K! Zand thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose
from the earth lives dimly in my body

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