24 mai 2008

edgar allan poe- the raven

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 visiter, I muttered, tapping at my chamber door,
Only this and nothing more”.



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mi-am delectat ziua cu asa ceva :)

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