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I wondered 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.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretched in never-ending line

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