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Shakespeare and I act 4



Alas, their love maybe called appetite. *
No motion of the liver but the palate.

She consume me with all that she has,
Her spring beauty and strong sex drive.

And I give it back in autumn’s stride,
Until she can’t taste- see,
Or walk straight.

* Twelfth Night act 2 scene 4

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