The beginning of a new life.A Poem by andrew mitchell
When death felt cheated
life was immortal. No longer would life reach an end. The wand of time waved goodbye in acknowledgement. The spell was cast the legacy broken, a beginning with no end was born. © 2019 andrew mitchell |
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11 Reviews Added on July 16, 2019 Last Updated on July 16, 2019 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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