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Inward Eye
“For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude”. Wordsworth.
I’ve done a lot of time on my couch, vacantly watching Breaking Bad rather than thinking of daffodils.
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude”. Wordsworth.
I’ve done a lot of time on my couch, vacantly watching Breaking Bad rather than thinking of daffodils.
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