Lissssstlesssssssnessssss whispers,
Sly and slightly sinister,
Tempting her to act.
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As things are, and as fundamentally they must always be, poetry is not a career, but a mug's game. No honest poet can ever feel quite sure of the permanent value of what he has written: He may have wasted his time and messed up his life for nothing.
T. S. Eliot
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