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How we've grown far apart.
How I dread this दीवार of misunderstandings between us.
How I wish I could simply make it go away.
How difficult it seems to even speak a word if it's not being a word of hatred and anger.
Life feels as though it's leaving my eyes and flying with my soul. Ah, how I wish I could just be that soul.. Listless in the sky.. Able to breathe deep with the winter chill, to exhaust the summer thrill..
Such a beautiful clock also flows above... It ticks and tocks, but it doesn't हटाइए across that वृत्त that cuts through metal. Quite easily, I forget what to do next.
I become...
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the system of dr tarr and prof fether pt1
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Edgar Allan Poe is and will remain my प्रिय poet of all time. He changed the world with his works. He didn't gain his fame until after his death. It took people in the 1900's and late 1800's to recognize his true genius. Edgar Allan Poe was definitely the best at what he did.Till this day, there is no one who can be compared to Edgar Allan Poe. Some people aspire to write like Edgar Allan Poe, and I'm one of them. We try to grasp his concepts, but cannot. We try to write about horror and love, but we just can't do it. No one can master and grasp his influences of horror, gloom, mystery,...
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the raven
christopher walken
posted by Milah
Once it smiled a silent dell
Where the people did not dwell;
They had gone unto the wars,
Trusting to the mild-eyed stars,
Nightly, from their azure towers,
To keep watch above the flowers,
In the midst of which all day
The red sun-light lazily lay.
Now each visitor shall confess
The sad valley's restlessness.
Nothing there is motionless --
Nothing save the airs that brood
Over the magic solitude.
Ah, द्वारा no wind are stirred those trees
That palpitate like the chill seas
Around the misty Hebrides!
Ah, द्वारा no wind those clouds are driven
That rustle through the unquiet Heaven
Uneasily, from morn till even,
Over the violets there that lie
In myriad types of the human eye --
Over the lilies there that wave
And weep above a nameless grave!
They wave: -- from out their fragrant tops
Eternal dews come down in drops.
They weep: -- from off their delicate stems
Perennial tears descend in gems.
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 Edgar Allan Poe द्वारा Alejandro Cabeza
Edgar Allan Poe by Alejandro Cabeza
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.
Edgar Allan Poe, The raven

Poe, the most famous horror writer, died alone. He was found wandering the streets of Baltimore, delirious. After admission to the hospital, Poe appeared incoherent until his death. His last days and the cause of his decease remain a mystery. Someone...
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the pit and the pendulum
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