Edgar Allan poe
From childhood’s hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
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Love it 🙂
Poe did seem to have lived with such a cloud about him.
the master of mystery quite a guy, thanks for posting this classic 🙂
nice…nice homage to EAP as well…the tone in your words is similar…he was certainly an interesting chap…