Strung along life's tunes.A Poem by andrew mitchell
I wanted a life
never reaching the end but as fate intervened time cut my strings. I became out of tune. © 2018 andrew mitchell |
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Added on October 14, 2017 Last Updated on April 4, 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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