I do not think that they will sing to me.
Do you think you’ll miss your calling or that life will never present you with the opportunity to fulfill a dream? Are you a man or woman alone who feels that—irrespective of how smart or rich or tough you are—no one could ever love you? If so, then you know how Prufrock feels. Poor poor Prufie.
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