Hamlet poetry

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Hamlet screenplay

Hamlet felt in his soul a turmoil of lot's wot' by God loch ness as such if by the not of wizards who will grot a 'k'not of barley rye beer which is Hamlet's fave over for rassail goes by his Hamlet's buoy of solitude immense his soul gone dense to optics immeasurable to coptic gesturable by sawing the air like a dense turmoil of implying soul's wince, by not known any who lost heart' to fance, fancy his drive but rarely go wonten, in his gait go fancy, by not melancholy trancy, by trance's immense, a soul gone to fence.....