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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.*****
Sonnet 130 by William Shakespeare
Those words could be written just about her...

AGE: 36 | Weight: 50kg | Height: 169 | Profession: Singer | Education: University | Religion: Orthodox

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Added 18.01.2018 Luda

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