The synapses of being.A Poem by andrew mitchell
While yes and no
had their differences similarly plus and minus had theirs, front and back side by side followed, while the Yin and Yang joined in unison, light and dark played with shadows, highs rested on lows, peaks and troughs pulled away. For those who compromised moving towards the middle becoming equal, the synapses of being, others between opposites found the space contained nothing, enjoying the peace and tranquillity that resides in the space of nothing never wanting.
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Added on August 27, 2018 Last Updated on August 27, 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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