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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

Then in my childhood - in the dawn

Of a most stormy life was drawn

From every depth of good and ill

The mystery which binds me still

From the torrent or the fountain

From the red cliff of a mountain

From the sun that round me rolled

In it’s autumn tint of gold

From the lightning in the sky

As it passed me flying by

From the thunder and the storm-

And the cloud that took the form

When the rest of heaven was blue

Of a demon in my view

~ Edgar Allan Poe

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