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Samstag, 31. Oktober 2009

"I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud."

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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