excerpt from 'The diaries of Sylvia Townsend Warner' pp. 281 (25 words)
excerpt from 'The diaries of Sylvia Townsend Warner' pp. 281 (25 words)
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Frost this evening. The sound of the bell practice would have told me so, even if I had not looked at the fire-opal clear sky. |
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