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Bob Dylan reads The raven (Edgar Allan Poe ) and plays Born under a bad sign (Albert King)

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Edgar Allan Poe / The raven

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`’Tis some visitor,’ I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door –
Only this, and nothing more.’

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