The Comfort Of Distance

H Herbert Nehrlich Herbert Nehrlich
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What is a man who hesitates and hides when faced with great adversity of friend, or you an inner voice out for survival is what guides his actions in withdrawal is his Waterloo. He shuns the weak, infirm and those infected as if they had already died and gone to Hell and paints in golden hue the wall he has erected then talks about the character of Wilhelm Tell. Oh no my friend, there is no lasting peace within your soul, if harmony you seek, the usefulness of it, this Golden Fleece may well evaporate and speak to you in Greek. It is your hand that is the issue here and now no ice-cold shoulder makes the world a better place but if you have to ask I can not tell you how as all the answers are engraved upon your face.

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