Where did that tune come from?A Poem by andrew mitchell
Do not ask me
where I am my thoughts are carried by the wind. What I'm thinking floats on senses searching for lyrics that make sense that creates music in mind. So for now I'm on the outside looking inside. What do I see! Just musical notes a tenor or two! Drifting in search on the plucking of notes, the pulling of strings to be compiled.... towards the making of that founded verse - the tune has to be somewhere.
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1 Review Added on February 12, 2018 Last Updated on February 12, 2018 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
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