Sunday, November 18, 2018

Unknowing Anger

A sad kind of anger from a one, unknowing. Close to one of mine. Another part of me. I know then, that I should stand lateral. Have nothing to say, nothing to convey. The victory is in the peace within the silence. I can now choose whether to be confounded or whether to nod to the other in a compassionate way, having sympathy.
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