Pages of time!A Poem by andrew mitchell
To be or not to be
was washed up in emotions displayed across the sands of time spoken on the waves withdrawn on the tides drowning in verse another tale sails by where words lost in verse meet at the horizon books lie in wait opened by the wind in passing to be read like I was read.
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3 Reviews Added on August 28, 2018 Last Updated on August 28, 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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