Edgar Allan Poe Quotes

The skies they were ashen and sober;The leaves they were crisped and sere - The leaves they were withering and sere;It was night in the lonesome OctoberOf my most immemorial year.
Edgar Allan Poe
Edgar Allan Poe

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