Talk about from A to B, what stirs in their sleep needing to get to another source to assist in their distress. Maybe this is the answer, needing another place to find comfort.
Strange how the more to give a shit, the more deeper to dig, that becomes the more deep in shit to be.
If something is down the pipeline, then how to know which pipeline to choose from. It's obviously a must-to-know need, or be anyone's guess.
For such a wide space to choose, yet labelled where from has a smaller in mind place. To encourage further growth is wanting to be grateful for being from that place.
Could put a time on it when they are about to speak, as if the cat gives back their tongue. Making such a big broadcast about it, looks like that cat is also scratching at the door.
In the forest; it can all fall around her, sent to ruins, and still she will sit by the verge hoping a frog to kiss. But, the foundations for what she once craved for is still intact. What keeps those shallow graves to spend a moment by. The thought of what could of been is what keeps the mind in this state. When already the carriage that is fit for a queen awaits to carry her away. And what remains are dreams upon clouds when to already have that prince.
In the stones; so long in the face that their expressions will fall off at the bottom eventually and will rely on another to gather all around, pretending to be someone else is as wearing a disguise and now the wool is pulled over those others, love who puts a lid on it sees for this disguise and right through it too putting both personalities together leaving everyone else in two frames of mind.
Ezekiel Ch.20:V.3 " - Son of man, speak unto the elders of Israel, and say unto them, Thus saith the Lord GOD; Are ye come to inquire of me? As I live, saith the Lord GOD, I will not be inquired of by you."
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