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;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. -William Wordsworth
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  • RegistriertFebruary 28, 2023

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Geschichten von Ro Sheane
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Paragraphs of Musings
Opinions. Thoughts. Experiences. Short and long paragraphs of my mind. On-going.
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