The Raven

I sat quietly and softly behind my window in the dark; watching.

The rain was heard, on my window, pattering

And then, out of the blue, a raven appeared on my window, tapping and rapping,

I got taken aback for a moment, but I noticed it examining,

The raven kept looking at me deep in the eyes,

I tried to avoid it, but my eyes were insisting.

I kept diving in its eyes,

It was deep as the ocean,

Black as pitch and enchanted as a spell.

I heard it whispering: "Should I tell you a story.."

I said nothing, I did nothing, but waited and listened.

"It was many and many a year ago,

In a town called Virginia,

There lived a man,

Mad, they said

Spoiled, they said

Possessed, maybe, they said!

But he was only a lonely man,

He couldn't awaken his heart to joy at the same tone

And all he loved, he loved alone!

There was a child who lived there,

Ulalume, she was

Lenore, she was

or maybe Virginia, she was!

Anyways, you can only call her by the name of Annabel Lee.

He wasn't a child, but she was a child,

They lived, there, together in this town

And they loved with a love that more than love,

Him and his beautiful Annabel Lee,

Until one day his beautiful Ulalume,

His beautiful Lenore, his beautiful Virginia was taken wistfully and sorrowfully

By the chilling and the killing wind that came out of the night cloud.

Mad, he became

Spoiled, he became

Possessed, maybe, he became

And for sure, a lonely man

Who couldn't awaken his heart to joy at the same tone

And all he loved, he loved alone!", the raven finished and disappeared.

I sat in disbelief,

The rain had stopped,

And the raven had no trace,

I sat thinking of what I heard,

Was it real, or that it had been, only, a dream within a dream?

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