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    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.'

    özledik saruman, özledik... aklıma üstteki dizeler ile düştün yine... huzur içinde yat.
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