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Stopped, as of someone gently rapping
Tapping at my chamber door—the darkest evening yet to know
The woods are lovely, never flitting
But I, the Raven, am still sitting
And my demon eyes have all the seeming of miles yet to go
Stopped, as of someone gently rapping
Tapping at my chamber door—the darkest evening yet to know
The woods are lovely, never flitting
But I, the Raven, am still sitting
And my demon eyes have all the seeming of miles yet to go