"But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing farther then he uttered-not a feather then he fluttered-
Till I scarcely more than muttered "Other friends have flown before-
On the morrow he will leave me, as my Hopes have flown before."
Then the bird said "Nevermore."
Excerpt from Edgar Allen Poe, "The Raven"
Semi-selective Galar Challenger Thyra Walwynn - low activity
crafted by Doublefallen
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