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ILOVEYOU BABA KINCSEM OM

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HAPPYNEWYEAR2022.

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Hello My Dear Friend

I wish you a happy happy New Year , all the best ,

Even if its really difficut time for everyone , becuse of the covid .

I wish, the best for every day.

love is the best medicine for everything :)

smille on ypur face :) from your hearth , like this one here :)

soo gett well soon and look foword ... because , you are important .. you see? REMEMBER - I LOVE YOU --- I LOVE YOU --- I LOVE YOU.

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MERRY CHRISTMAS 2021

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MERRY HAPPY CHRISTMAS 2021

HELLO

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what a piece of work is a man! shakespeare 2021

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What a piece of work is a man!

What a piece of work is a man!
How noble in reason!
How infinite in faculty!
in form, in moving, how express and admirable!
in action how like an angel!
in apprehension how like a god!
the beauty of the world!
the paragon of animals!
And yet to me, what is this quintessence of dust?
man delights not me; no, nor woman neither,
though, by your smiling, you seem to say so.

a piece of work (noun): an unpleasant person
noble (adjective): honorable
infinite (adjective): never ending
admirable (adjective): worthy of approval
apprehension (noun): the state of being unsure
paragon (noun): a model of excellence
quintessence (noun): the perfect example of something

William Shakespeare

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wiilliam shakespeare s2

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When forty winters shall besiege thy brow,
And dig deep trenches in thy beauty's field,
Thy youth's proud livery, so gazed on now,
Will be a tattered weed of small worth held.
Then being asked where all thy beauty lies,
Where all the treasure of thy lusty days,
To say within thine own deep-sunken eyes
Were an all-eating shame and thriftless praise.
How much more praise deserved thy beauty's use
If thou couldst answer 'This fair child of mine
Shall sum my count, and make my old excuse',
Proving his beauty by succession thine.

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