From Romeo and Juliet by Bill S.   Leave a comment


And when I die, take him and cut him up in little stars, and he will make the face of heaven so fine that all the world will fall in love with the night and pay no worship to the garish sun.

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Posted August 15, 2010 by strongjacksonpoet54 in Mary's Favorite Poets

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