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My chamber door
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Pondered had this soul at my chamber door,
He sat weak and weary,quainted in this lore,
While I nodded,gaping air so old...
And then he rapped his fists in peacefull cold,
Still waiting at my chamber door...
And at the window, a raven used to flow,
But never flitting...or so much I recall,
My eyes must still be dreamin\'of the dawn:
But not for long.There\'s tapping on my door!
A raven sat on steps so tall,
Surrounding him on naked stone
And the lamp-light over him,
Blindly throws his shadow on the floor,
Still waiting at my chamber door...
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