How can I describe you in so many words, words which are as arcane and passe as my passions. You rae more abstract than my untextured thoughts, thinner than Pushkin's makeshift morals. Are't we like two continents roused and calloused into a fury? Or like sea waves lulled into submission after the act? But ,I am sorry, I cannot participate in your scrumptious rituals,for I have made my promises on the other indulgent shore.Birth sign: Pisces
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