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"Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore. "Though the crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghostly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore-Tell me what thy lordy name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore"
Edgar Allan Poe "The Raven"
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"Oh Raven, won't you sing me a happy song?" She spoke teasingly.
"I don't sing."
She smiled leaning close to his ear, "Why?"
"I don't sing. Nothing else to it."
She then leaned away turning to face the night sky, "Quoth the Raven, Nevermore."
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Hey! This is going to be a Yomo Renji x Oc! I hope you all enjoy this, let it be known that I am not a very good writer so please bear with me. ^^;
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