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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,As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.’Tis some visitor, I muttered, tapping at my chamber door —Only this and nothing more. The Raven

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