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And this is a poem for him.

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It's just a chiseling
away of Poe's, "The Raven"

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because apparently
in his ancestrage,

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there's a deep dark secret that
apparently one of his ancestors

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was Edgar Allan Poe.

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So hopefully that's true.

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"Rare and Radiant Syllable."

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"Quoth the raver, evermore.

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Ah, distinctly I remember it
was in the bleak December,

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some late visitor entreating
entrance at my chamber door.

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'T' is some visitor entreating
entrance at my chamber door.

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My heart be still.

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'T' is the wind.

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This and more I sat divining
on the cushion's velvet lining.

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But those velvet violet lining
with guessing fiery eyes

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rose from my books.

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Surcease of sorrow
rose, rose, rose,

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so that now thrilled me of
his hope upon the velvet rope.

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My soul grew stronger engaged
in hesitating then no longer,

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and each purpled
curtain lifted."

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