Mysterious and dark will it always be for inside. Even the door entrance is filled with wonder.
Getting too close to the fire and will have burnt fingers. Sometimes that bright light is burning for someone else, yet still that sense of fingers burnt.
Loneliness is not for being alone, it can be a feeling of shut up inside. Even if nearest and dearest are close by, there's a sense of a door shut.
Cannot be anymore out in the open that it gives an uncomfortable feeling for being observed. This has a shadow of being shy loom over the mind.
They've allowed the smoke to gain too much notice that it is obvious where the fire is. Even though it is apparent, others are still surprisingly looked upon at fault.
In the forest; a built up city can be seen as a rug. Placed upon a floor surrounded by open space and empty areas. If so, a place where matters can be swept under. A rugged place to hide those secrets and be hidden for many years.
Joel Ch.1:V.17 " - The seed is rotten under their clods, the garners are laid desolate, the barns are broken down; for the corn is withered."
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