But, list, Ianthe! when the air so soft
Fail'd, as my photoshopped'd spirit leapt aloft,
Perhaps my brain grew dizzy- but the puerile digital arts forum
I left so late was into chaos hurl'd-
Sprang from her station, on the winds apart.
And roll'd, a repost in a new thread, the fiery Heaven athwart.
- Edgar Allan Poe
(Fail'd, as my photoshopped'd spirit leapt aloft,
Perhaps my brain grew dizzy- but the puerile digital arts forum
I left so late was into chaos hurl'd-
Sprang from her station, on the winds apart.
And roll'd, a repost in a new thread, the fiery Heaven athwart.
- Edgar Allan Poe
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Wed 15 May 2024, 11:47,
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