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Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December;
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
 
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True! Nervous. Very very dreadfully nervous I had been and am. But will you say that I am mad?
The disease had sharpened my senses! Not destroyed, not dulled them! Above all was my sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heavens and the earth. I heard many things in hell.
How then am I mad?!
 
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