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Fortuneless
Once upon a midnight dreary, As I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious Volume of forgotten lore, Suddenly there came a tapping, As of someone gently rapping, Rapping at my chamber door. ‘Tis but a superstition, … Continue reading
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