A short hallway joins the old cut to the corner where your life breathes easiest, and the door at the end sits cracked open. Chiron, the centaur whose limp became its teaching, makes a sextile to your Part of Fortune, the ease-point your chart figures from rising sign, Sun, and Moon by sect. The opening is offered, never shoved at you. Carry the hurt down that hallway instead of locking it in a back room, and the easy corner stretches to hold both. Nothing lucky arrives here on its own. You step through this door the day you let the scar sit beside your comfort rather than behind it, and the two share a chair.
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