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The Hollow Men, T. S. Eliot HOLLOW MENT. S. Eliot (1925)IWe 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 cellarShape without form, shade without colour, Paralysed force, gesture without motion;Those who have