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Sunday, June 10, 2007


   There once was a man...

I remember researching for a paper I was writing about a man. This man always was getting what he wanted, but right when he got it, it was taken from him. With each thing taken, he grabbed the remains and created beautiful tapestries. Some of the most beautiful works of art were created out of something the man never wanted to happen. The man was not happy. The man kept losing everything he ever desired and he died alone. The only thing remaining was his works; works fueled by pain, suffering, and agonizing truth.

This man was Edgar Allan Poe...and this man was a true hero.
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