The cosmos of nothingness that glitters.A Poem by andrew mitchell
The hollowness of being
echoed sounds of silence riding the crest emptiness spilling into a void of space over a galaxy of stars. I shouted. Hello! hello! hello! In the event, light years from now I wait in anticipation for my reply. Yes! What do you want! Want! Want! Waaa.... I want..... want.... want..... nothing!!!
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Added on December 3, 2017 Last Updated on December 3, 2017 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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