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Sometimes, when I'm playing with my dog, I only pretend to throw the ball. Sweetly trusting, he goes searching for it anyway. Lately you remind me of him, Libra. I don't mean to be insulting. I know your gullibility comes of a charming willingness to trust, which I hope you never lose. However, there are times when your openness doesn't serve you well. I hope you keep giving most people the benefit of the doubt; I also hope, however, that you learn when to (occasionally) wait until someone proves himself before you roll over and show him your belly.
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