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Forgive me sir Edgar Allen Poe I must write this out because it's maddening Me to no foreseeable end I stand here, right noe, at ravens end. I walked outside the chamber onto the Astral plane And saw the thoughts, scribbles and pops that amounted in crowds insane What was in my sight by no means plain And I stood there, contemplating at ravens end. An ebony bird flew onto my shoulder looking out at the subconscious murmurings gathered by the pink and gooey Boulder He crowed loudly, silencing the ideas so I could speak I shouted to them "FELLOW CITIZENS WE MUST OVER TAKE THE PEAK!" "WE MUST SEARCH OUT AND RECLAIM WHAT MADE US UNIQUE!" And the raven crowed again, it seemed as if it wished to speak. Rousing the ideas were, and creativity flowed back into my head Reactivating circutry that was once long dead And outside the lab where I was laid to rest A raven flew back home to his nest He crowed loudly, so loud that one could hear what he had to say at the neighborhood store And so I quote the raven... nevermore
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May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 1:30 AM UTC
The Raven
Forgive me sir Edgar Allen Poe I must write this out because it's maddening Me to no foreseeable end I stand here, right noe, at ravens end. I walked outside the chamber onto the Astral plane And saw the thoughts, scribbles and pops that amounted in crowds insane What was in my sight by no means plain And I stood there, contemplating at ravens end. An ebony bird flew onto my shoulder looking out at the subconscious murmurings gathered by the pink and gooey Boulder He crowed loudly, silencing the ideas so I could speak I shouted to them "FELLOW CITIZENS WE MUST OVER TAKE THE PEAK!" "WE MUST SEARCH OUT AND RECLAIM WHAT MADE US UNIQUE!" And the raven crowed again, it seemed as if it wished to speak. Rousing the ideas were, and creativity flowed back into my head Reactivating circutry that was once long dead And outside the lab where I was laid to rest A raven flew back home to his nest He crowed loudly, so loud that one could hear what he had to say at the neighborhood store And so I quote the raven... nevermore
neroameealucard
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May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 1:30 AM UTC
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