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What a mystery this is, desire. The love sickness, the sensitivity, the obsession, the flutter of the heart, the ebb and flow of the blood. There is no drug and no alcohol to equal it.

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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
Blood
Sensitivity
Desire
Sickness
Heart
Obsession
Love
Alcohol
Flow
Drug
Mystery
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Flutter

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