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"We are the hollow menWe are the stuffed menLeaning together......quiet and meaningless...Shape without form, shadewithout color,Paralyzed force, gesture without motion;......This is the dead landThis is cactus landHere the stone imagesAre raised,......Is it like thisIn death's other kingdomWaking alone......In this last of meeting placesWe grope togetherAnd avoid speech......Between the ideaAnd the realityBetween the motionAnd the act......Between the desireAnd the spasmBetween the potencyAnd the existenceFalls the ShadowFor Thine is the KingdomThis is the way the world endsNot with a bang but a whimper"
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"We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together...
...quiet and meaningless
...Shape without form, shade
without color,
Paralyzed force, gesture without motion;...
...This is the dead land
This is cactus land
Here the stone images
Are raised,...
...Is it like this
In death's other kingdom
Waking alone...
...In this last of meeting places
We grope together
And avoid speech...
...Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act...
...Between the desire
And the spasm
Between the potency
And the existence
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper"
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