The Hollow Men by T.S. Eliot has been my favorite poem for years. My delivery destroys his meaning, but what can I say? I have a voice meant for deaf mutes (although, in my defense, the hesitations at the end are all legitimate attempts to get the poem's meaning down. If you want to follow along, I've set up Eliot's poem to open up in another window.
The Hollow Men:
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