March 31, 2008

Edgar Allen Poe

Edgar Allen Poe
Born in Boston, Massachusetts
He is my favorite Poet and I'm still mind boggling about his mysterious life.
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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