Shall I compare thee to a summers day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate When to the sessions of sweet silent thought I summon up remembrance of things past, I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought, And with old woes new wail my dear times waste. truth is truth Truth is truth, to the end of reckoning truth is truth Truth is truth, to the end of reckoning ahha mmmmmmmmm Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy. The man that hath no music in himself Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils. treason ha dont make me laugh the only treason is to ignore the truth betray the truth with lies will only get you so far then the truth rises up and kicks your ass you cant hide from her truth truth truth is truth Truth is truth, to the end of reckoning truth is truth Truth is truth, to the end of reckoning truth is truth Truth is truth, to the end of reckoning ahha mmmmmmmmm Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy.

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