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From Blogthings:
Your Rising Sign is Cancer

You are compassionate and kind - and the one who gives security.
And while you sometimes tire of it, people always turn to you for advice.

Emotions are your domain, and you use tend to use them for good.
But you've also been know to be very manipulative when you need to be.

You're quite loyal to those you love most - friends and family.
For everyone else, you tend take time to build up trust.

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