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What lies lurk in kisses.

Heinrich Heine

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Heinrich Heine
Age: 58 †
Born: 1797
Born: December 13
Died: 1856
Died: February 17
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Dusseldorf
Christian Johann Heinrich Heine
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Christian Heine
Christian Johann Heinrich Harry Heine
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