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Fly, fly pitiable plight, from whence you came take flight, never to return to the hearts of them who look to the sky and sigh.
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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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