He lived to near the things he loved to seem poetical. — E.M. Forster, The Longest Journey
He lived to near the things he loved to seem poetical. — E.M. Forster, The Longest Journey
He lived to near the things he loved to seem poetical. — E.M. Forster, The Longest Journey
He lived to near the things he loved to seem poetical. — E.M. Forster, The Longest Journey
He lived to near the things he loved to seem poetical. — E.M. Forster, The Longest Journey
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He lived to near the things he loved to seem poetical.

— E.M. Forster, The Longest Journey
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