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It was night, and the rain fell; and falling, it was rain, but, having fallen, it was blood.
"All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream."
And then there stole into my fancy,
like a rich musical note,
the thought of what sweet rest there must be in the grave.
Some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire, I hold with those who favor fire. But if I had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate to say that ice is also great. And would suffice.