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The Hollow Men
we are the hollow men we are the stuffed men leaning together headpiece filled with straw. alas! our dried voices, when we whisper together are quiet and meaningless as wind in dry grass or rats’ feet over broken glass in …
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The Love Song of J.Alfred Prufrock
let us go then, you and i, when the evening is spread out against the sky, like a patient etherised upon a table; let us go, through certain half-deserted streets, the muttering retreats of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels, …
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