That emergency supply waiting to have the go ahead seems to be gathering dust, yet another batch to be pushed to the back of the pile.
You can tell when they did a good job, and their best, when that room opens up and their name is seen as a cut above the rest, where finally they lead you the way.
Certainly got the look and fortunately too, as you begin to tell the story of how it started. For some however, seems all too slow and a choice to decide on which story to believe as for them have a more western feel.
In the forest; as to appear from nowhere, standing there under that prism of light. A path lights up that begins to build a bridge across, only all that can be seen from behind is of no interest. The village where they battle on to survive and to get caught up in all the commotion. This person is the key to their world, a world to open up and leave the rest, an opportunity to move on.
In the stones; walking across water to reach that world of yours as long as you do not forget your over-stay bag before you head upstairs, bending over backwards to kick start you in the right direction sees a more shorter stay is ideal, where a love who pulls out all the stops finds it better if they made some of the effort too.
Jeremiah Ch.46:V.22 "The voice thereof shall go like a serpent; for they shall march with an army, and come against her with axes, as hewers of wood."
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