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Love is rest. Actually only rest humans have. And nothing is as exhausting. And it is freedom. And yet, nothing binds us as securely. Therein lies love´s paradox. Without love, it is as if one carried a burden All the time and was prisoner to his loneliness. No matter how free he is in his aloness. -Eeva Kilpi | |
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-- Eeva www.els.cc
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