Venus conjuct Saturn.

Woman (taking a few steps back) : It was good. In the end.

Her (dreamy state) : Now there’s nobody left to impress. 

Woman (deep sigh) : There isn’t, I guess…

Her (turning head towards sea) : How does that feel?

Woman : Like a feather… light.

Her : You’re free… to pick one of these boats.

 In the sea… you’ll throw it in the sea. 

 

(Confession of a famous passion murder.)

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