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That awkward moment when it’s midnight, and you’re pondering over some volumes of forgotten lore, while mourning over your lost lenore, and suddenly there comes a tapping, a gentle rapping on your door. And when you open it up there’s darkness, only that and nothing more.
(Source: imjustanothername, via lifeofliterature)
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