excerpt from 'The diaries of Sylvia Townsend Warner' pp. 331 (31 words)
excerpt from 'The diaries of Sylvia Townsend Warner' pp. 331 (31 words)
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Driving back along the esplanade, one whiteness of a wave broke from the flat stone-coloured sea, and was a signal. Schubert's B flat sonata in the evening. But in such loneliness. |
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