❝𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆❞

"i wandered lonely as a cloud that floats

on high o'er vales and hills, when all at

once i saw a crowd, a host, of golden

daffodils; besides the lake, beneath the

trees, fluttering and dancing in the breeze"

william wordsworth