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Theory

 Into love and out again,
Thus I went, and thus I go.
Spare your voice, and hold your pen- Well and bitterly I know All the songs were ever sung, All the words were ever said; Could it be, when I was young, Some one dropped me on my head?

Poem by Dorothy Parker
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