eric_draven
And the raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting just above my chamber door;And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;And my soul from out that
shadow that lies floating on the floor.Shall be lifted - nevermore!
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