O friend unseen, unborn unknown,
Student of our sweet English tongue,
Read out my words at night, alone;
I was a poet, I was young,
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It is clear in the last three lines...I wonder who that lucky body...going to embody the soul of me now ages later....well, congratulations on picking up this piece
Well maybe one day Hanque, here's hoping I can one day shake your hand......