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Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!” Quoth the raven, “Nevermore.
Edgar Allan Poe
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Edgar Allan Poe
Age: 40 †
Born: 1809
Born: January 19
Died: 1849
Died: October 7
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