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I want to love you wildly. I don’t want words, but inarticulate cries, meaningless, from the bottom of my most primitive being, that flow from my belly like honey. A piercing joy, that leaves me empty, conquered, silenced.

Anais Nin

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Anais Nin
Age: 73 †
Born: 1903
Born: February 21
Died: 1977
Died: January 14
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Angela Anaïs Juana Antolina Rosa Edelmira Nin y Culmell
Anais Nin
Cry
Wildly
Bottom
Cries
Flow
Conquered
Empty
Belly
Joy
Primitive
Words
Meaningless
Piercing
Love
Honey
Inarticulate
Like
Leaves
Silenced

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