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" Though absent long,
These forms of beauty have not been to me,
As is a landscape to a blind man’s eye:
But oft, in lonely rooms, and mid the din
Of towns and cities, I have owed to them,
In hours of weariness, sensations sweet "

Thanks!

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ty love the game

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Thank you! :)

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Merci !

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Thanks!

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Thank you

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thanks!

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Thank you! :)

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thx :)

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thanks for the game. mark as received :)

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