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The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
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We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.
-T.S. Eliot
"Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul"
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-Emily Dickinson
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