Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before; But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?" This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!" — Merely this, and nothing more.
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1 comment:
There should be like, you kn ow, warning labels or something on peoples' foreheads.
Yeah, like with the Surgeon General's warning on packs of ciggies:
"WARNING: Getting married to this Asshole may be hazardous to your emotional and financial health."
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