Dear, I can't write, it's all a fantasy: a kind of circling obsession. — Philip Larkin, Philip Larkin: Letters to Monica
Dear, I can't write, it's all a fantasy: a kind of circling obsession. — Philip Larkin, Philip Larkin: Letters to Monica
Dear, I can't write, it's all a fantasy: a kind of circling obsession. — Philip Larkin, Philip Larkin: Letters to Monica
Dear, I can't write, it's all a fantasy: a kind of circling obsession. — Philip Larkin, Philip Larkin: Letters to Monica
Dear, I can't write, it's all a fantasy: a kind of circling obsession. — Philip Larkin, Philip Larkin: Letters to Monica
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Dear, I can't write, it's all a fantasy: a kind of circling obsession.

— Philip Larkin, Philip Larkin: Letters to Monica
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