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were I left off right here if I forget......999.......71
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The narrator was reading books late one night to forget about his love when he heard a knocking at his door. -
he remember clearly it was cold dark December the dying fire was making shadows when he was reading to get his love off his mind. -
soft sad sound of curtains moving in the wind it filled me with strange feelings he kept telling himself it just knocking at the door someone trying to come in nothing more