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We have felt so much the one for the other,
Yet lived in an excellent concord, God knows;
We have played at husband and wife together,
Yet never once came to scratchings or blows.
We have shouted together in joy and in jest,
And tenderly too we have kissed and caressed.
And we played at the last in childish glee
At hide-and-seek through life's tangled maze;
And managed to hide so completely that we
Shall not find each other through all our days.
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Heinrich Heine
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