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We are told that when Hölderlin went 'mad,' he constantly repeated, 'Nothing is happening to me, nothing is happening to me.'

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Paul Celan
Age: 49 †
Born: 1920
Born: November 23
Died: 1970
Died: April 20
Essayist
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Poet
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Czernowitz
Paul Antschel
Paul Ancel
Nothing
Repeated
Mad
Happenings
Happening
Constantly
Told
Went

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