Upon the hop, skip and a jump.A Poem by andrew mitchell
During the course
of out of sorts; one absorbed, one deflected. What I seek I don't know for the know comes with troubles past. But what I need is nothing and the peace that comes with it. © 2020 andrew mitchell |
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Added on July 9, 2020 Last Updated on July 9, 2020 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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