Love comforteth like sunshine after rain.
Doubt thou the stars are fire;
doubt that the sun doth move;
doubt truth to be a liar;
but never doubt I love you.
I love thee,
I love but thee with a love that shall not die.
Till the sun grows cold and the stars grow old.
~William Shakespeare
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