for me its The Lovesong of J. Alfred prufrock - Elliot
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LET us go then, you and I,When the evening is spread out against the skyLike a patient etherised upon a table;Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,The muttering retreats
5Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotelsAnd sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:Streets that follow like a tedious argumentOf insidious intentTo lead you to an overwhelming question …
10Oh, do not ask, “What is it?”Let us go and make our visit. In the room the women come and goTalking of Michelangelo.
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