Wrestle with eternity
And beg the god of stolen moments
To stay.
Take your understanding
Of the rolling dice
In their complex game
That doesn’t resemble poker
As much as you’d think
And try to believe
In optimism if nothing else
A bulwark against the dark
Imagining some meaning more
than we are given.
-Meaning

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Sonnet 130 - CXXX
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red, than her lips red:
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks;
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound:
I grant I never saw a goddess go,
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet by heaven, I think my love as rare,
As any she belied with false compare.

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