happy birthday e.a.p. TO —— I HEED not that my earthly lot Hath little of earth in it — That years of love have been forgot In the hatred of a minute : — I mourn not that the desolate Are happier, sweet, than I, But that you sorrow for my fate Who am a passer by. ref:_MG_3800 poe wf.jpg
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