The sun is in Cancer. I am in a strange place. I should be in trouble, instead I am troubled. Things are not unfolding the way I had arranged, instead everything seems to be imploding, I am falling into myself. My whole seems to be fading away, as I crawl away from the hole which we dug for ourselves. Now I am by myself, inside myself, and everything outside myself seems to be so far and so distant, just like the stars and the signs through which the sun makes it journey, across the celestial canvas, like a radiant brush, giant strokes across the heavens, wiped out by night fall, only to be replaced by stellar landscapes. MeDm 810, dMM 400
Quintilis
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