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The Language With Which I Make My Poems Has Nothing To Do With One Spoken Here, Or Anywhere.
-Paul Celan
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The Language With Which I Make My

Paul Celan
The Language With Which I Make My Poems Has Nothing To Do With One Spoken Here, Or Anywhere.
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