There lies a portal deep beneath the silent sands of time, an entrance to life's journeys with some reason, little rhyme. It reappears and disappears, it waxes and it wanes. It contemplates and correlates the common and insane.
Some seconds and some centuries may pass while you await, the openings and closings of this celestial gate. You'll never know when it may show for them or you and me, Euclidean equations of life's passage--don't you see?
Don't hesitate, don't ruminate walk confidently through engaging in the mysteries created just for you.
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Happy New Year to you,
Kindest regards,
Andrew...xxx