Blindead a3

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Once upon a midnight dreary,
While I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore -
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting...
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping,
Rapping at my chamber door
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor
Dreams no mortals ever dared to dream before

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