Raven

Well this is my attempt at something a little darker I am not sure if I can even call it dark. My nephew remember this little poem from Edgar Allen Poe



Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, over many a piece of forgotten lore. While I nodded nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, as of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door . . .


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