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| "Be that word our sign of parting, Bird or fiend" I shrieked upstarting, "Get thee back into the tempest and the night's Plutonian shore!" | |
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| "Leave no black plume as a token of the lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my lonliness unbroken - quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart and thy form from off my door!" | |
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| Seriously dude, I have a date coming over. | |
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