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Love is in everything. Skin to skin touching. A cup of coffee. Staring over the green fields. Love is in the silence and in the noise. Love is in the longing for love. It's in our dreams. Love is in intimacy. Between you and the other, or with yourself. Love is in a tear, a smile or in a moan. Love is in everything.

And I'm born for love. 

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Harmke Antonissen