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The acknowledgment of discrepancies, paradoxes, injustices is what makes me old. I was so old last night that I am tired today. I feel weak and broken. When I stop running and bleeding, I am sitting on a mountain of journals, also an overflow of the same cursed love.
Incest: From "A Journal of Love" -The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin (1932-1934)
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