Love for the inside

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"And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare / As any she believed with false compare" (Shakespeare 13-14).

I found this sonnet to have a true meaning of love. Shakespeare describes a love for someone's beauty on the inside rather then what people see on the outside. I feel it would be great if the world was like this, in not judgeing a book by its cover, but the truth is that mosts people are. This sonnet gives honest meaning to love someone who does have imperfections, but maybe that is what makes them beuautiful.

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