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"Love. Sometimes I don’t think it’s destined for here. Love is beyond life, above it and after, In and around, in our sadness, and laughter. Sometimes we scrape the surface; We taste the forbidden fruit. Then we chase it, lace it, like narcotic abuse."
<https://www.katienicholas.co.uk/post/nothing-to-declare>