besides the unwound watch on your table, there is nothing of mine that you keep, there is nothing that in a cool winters night, remembers me while going to sleep.
"Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from these things."
T. S. Eliot
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