the ever-fixed mark..
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Sonnet 116 (first 6 lines)
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments; love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no, it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken. . . .
~~William Shakespeare
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