ANANKE
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In ancient Greek religion, Ananke (/əˈnæŋkiː/) is a personification of inevitability, compulsion and necessity.
● "How will you let me go? I am the fragrance that lives in every breath; how will you stop breathing?"
● "I am made from your love. I was alive before, I am living now."
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