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To The New Millennium

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To the New Millennium (Shakespearan Sonnet)

O Time's titanic offspring come to earth,
A marvel is your own stupendous womb
Wherefrom a thousand sons shall take their birth
To raise, on Hade's immigrants here a tomb?

Are you the premier proxy of our Lord
Send to rid, through your children's aid, the world
Of all the countless apples of discord -

By Satan being relentlessly hurled?
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Vaibhav Pandey 16 December 2008

a marvellous work. hope everything you said comes true.

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Sandra Fowler 13 December 2008

Your sonnet resonates with this reader. You write with zeal. I like your vivid style. Kind regards, Sandra

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