On thoughts passing.A Poem by andrew mitchell
On thoughts passing.
Words could not pass the comet of reasoning, every thought frozen on her tail, left behind, unbelieving.
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Added on December 22, 2016 Last Updated on December 22, 2016 Author
andrew 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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