Aurora Grave Yard
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Sonnet 22
William Shakespeare
Not Marble, nor the gilded monuments of princes shall outlive this powerful rhyme; But you shall shine more bright in these contents than unswept stone besmeared with sluttish time.
When wasteful war shall broils overturn, and root out the work of masonry; Nor Mars his sword, nor war's quick fire shall burn the living record of your memory.
Till death and all oblivious enmity, your praise still in the eyes of all posterity, that wear this world to an ending doom.
So, till the moment that yourself arise, you dwell in this and live in lover's eyes.
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Honor Those Who Have Come Before Us In Aurora
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Remember From Whence We Came And Sacrifices Made For Younger Generations !
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