"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 our dry cellar"
"Shape without form, shade without color
Paralyzed force, gesture without motion"
"Those who have crossed
With direct eyes
To death's other kingdom"
"Remember us -- if at all -- not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men."
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