How can I then return in happy plight,That am debarr'd the benefit of rest?When day's oppression is not eased by night,But day by night, and night by day, oppress'd?And each, though enemies to either's reign,Do in consent shake hands to torture me;The one by toil, the other to complainHow far I toil, still farther off from thee.I tell the day, to please them thou art brightAnd dost him grace when clouds do blot the heaven:So flatter I the swart-complexion'd night,When sparkling stars twire not thou gild'st the even.But day doth daily draw my sorrows longerAnd night doth nightly make grief's strength seem stronger.  "Since it was just sex - sex was everywhere. He is not very attached significance. Love is ... Love is always hard to find. Even if you are looking for it and they were doing a few, and even if you find it, what could a few, and even if it was under your nose - as it can be noticed among all this sex? " Not knowing the pain without knowing the pleasure. The things I do not like

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