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During the hands of me.

During the hands of me.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

I am moved by my own movements
in the clouds of my time passing.

© 2020 andrew mitchell

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i think, yes...we do tend to be moved by our own movements...not in an egotistical way...but rather that movement creates more movement...and life gets lived with some purpose.

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Added on February 15, 2020
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia

Strindberg 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..