Ulalume
The skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they were crisped and sere-- The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night in...
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The skies they were ashen and sober; The leaves they were crisped and sere-- The leaves they were withering and sere; It was night in the lonesome October Of my most immemorial year; It was hard by the dim lake of Auber, In the misty mid region of Weir-- It was down by the dank tarn of Auber, In the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.…
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