He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written. — George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
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He drove his mind into the abyss where poetry is written.

— George Orwell, Keep the Aspidistra Flying
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