Into the pond we dive!A Poem by andrew mitchell
What triggers the sequence of events
locked in the vaults of memories old? Who’s holding the key in question? The past or the present? Meanwhile in a flooded mind are memories wet bubbling to the surface. © 2018 andrew mitchellReviews
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1 Review Added on July 25, 2018 Last Updated on July 25, 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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