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;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Invited by: Nachikethas Anil
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Day | Followers | Gain | % Gain |
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October 09, 2023 | 249 | +3 | +1.3% |
November 11, 2022 | 246 | +1 | +0.5% |
August 31, 2022 | 245 | +1 | +0.5% |
June 18, 2022 | 244 | -10 | -4.0% |
May 12, 2022 | 254 | +2 | +0.8% |
February 05, 2022 | 252 | +3 | +1.3% |
November 21, 2021 | 249 | -2 | -0.8% |
October 13, 2021 | 251 | +1 | +0.4% |
September 06, 2021 | 250 | +82 | +48.9% |