𝑬𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒚 𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕.
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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. “’Tis some vis
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Gemaakt door - ₄₀₄Nkamura
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Gemaakt door - ₄₀₄Nkamura
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"ᶦ ᵃᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇˡᵃᵈᵉ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵒʳᵗᵘʳᵉʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵉ ʷʰᵒ ᶦˢ  ˡᵃʸᵉᵈ"
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