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Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye... it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.

Edvard Munch

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Edvard Munch
Age: 80 †
Born: 1863
Born: January 1
Died: 1944
Died: January 1
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Graphic Artist
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E. Munch
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