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Lovecraft and Edgar Allan Poe. "Close the court, Mr. . Now, for the cage, my pretty canary-bird. " "Poor Jack!" sighed Thames. At sight of his wan features, she forgot the urgency of her need for a moment, and fell to her knees at his bedside, placing her hands on his slack ones where they lay on the soiled coverlet.
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