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  1. POE

    by , 11-02-2006 at 05:41 PM (Ramblings from the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia)
    POE

    The waves wash upon some forgotten shore,
    The wind sighs softly among the gnarled trees.
    Somewhere a dark bird croaks “Nevermore,”

    From his perch upon a bust of Pallas above the chamber door.
    The dark clouds split and the heavens bleed.
    The waves wash upon some forgotten shore,

    As a wild-eyed man searches for his lost Lenore,
    Calling out; desperately expressing his needs!
    Somewhere a dark bird croaks “Nevermore,”
    ...
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