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RAY STUART LANGUAGES 'Ich weiss nicht was soll es bedeuten dass ich so traurig bin' Heinrich Heine Within the attic of my mind in the furthest lit corner an explanation of tenses scattered French verbs and a fragment of Caesar in Cisalpine Gaul. On the camphorwood chest a blue folder signed off in unmistakable English. Through the dormer window past a wind-moved tree a shoreline in moonlight where the Lorelei still sings, but now on sandstone rocks and to the tune of a steel guitar.
RAY STUART
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'Ich weiss nicht was soll es bedeuten dass ich so traurig bin' Heinrich Heine
Heinrich Heine
Within the attic of my mind in the furthest lit corner an explanation of tenses scattered French verbs and a fragment of Caesar in Cisalpine Gaul. On the camphorwood chest a blue folder signed off in unmistakable English. Through the dormer window past a wind-moved tree a shoreline in moonlight where the Lorelei still sings, but now on sandstone rocks and to the tune of a steel guitar.