Subject: I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vale and hills And all at once I saw a crowd A host of golden daffodils
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Posted on: 2013-04-14 09:43:52 UTC
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on 2013-04-13 03:52:12 UTC
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And now, we're going to go in.
(That's what she said)
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You're in by
on 2013-04-13 05:28:27 UTC
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In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat; it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort. by
on 2013-04-14 09:11:38 UTC
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Oh dear.
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I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vale and hills And all at once I saw a crowd A host of golden daffodils by
on 2013-04-14 09:43:52 UTC
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