Passing comments are always brief and short lived in comparison to having a full blown conversation.
Sunken ships can be seen as conquered the seas but to no prevail for the depths it reached.
The fiddler becomes the conductor, instead of showing compassion now controls when and where to pity.
A face like thunder, and if that doesn't come clapping an atmosphere, their theories will never passover.
Keeping a distance but still achieving the results as expected. Cannot keep away from others for too long. Either be present to address those ideas, or that clipboard becomes a chopping board.
In the forest; a woods to be lost in can be far more wider than to think. Even if there is a small set of homes built within, clear paths, and open skies. It is for that towering trees to distance across the land. Finding some means to overcome that shadow casting atmosphere. A mind wanting to reach the clouds to be above and upon.
Isaiah Ch.63:V.8 " - For he said, Surely they are my people, children that will not lie: so he was their Saviour."
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