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Forevermore
Lenore passed so long ago
When I heard with her dying breath
A whisper that our love would grow
Flourish over cruel, early death
I waited for her blessed return
Alone throughout the years
A raven on my Grecian urn
Encouraged naught but fears
He uttered simply "Nevermore"
And he seemed here to stay
I still mourned my lost Lenore
As twilight dimmed the day
I heard her voice at high midnight
A murmur from skies above
Forevermore a hint of light
Forevermore my love.
When I heard with her dying breath
A whisper that our love would grow
Flourish over cruel, early death
I waited for her blessed return
Alone throughout the years
A raven on my Grecian urn
Encouraged naught but fears
He uttered simply "Nevermore"
And he seemed here to stay
I still mourned my lost Lenore
As twilight dimmed the day
I heard her voice at high midnight
A murmur from skies above
Forevermore a hint of light
Forevermore my love.
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