𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫

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❝𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆❞



"i wandered lonely as a cloud that floats

on high o'er vales and hills, when all at

once i saw a crowd, a host, of golden

daffodils; besides the lake, beneath the

trees, fluttering and dancing in the breeze"


william wordsworth


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