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The raven cried "nevermore," but I reply "evermore."
He gave me a warning, but I saw the tide turning. The raven saw a dark future, but I view a light to nurture. He handed me death, yet I was given some life still left. The Raven cried "nevermore," but I shout "evermore, evermore, love lasts evermore!"
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