Free but how deep is your pocket?A Poem by andrew mitchell
In order to get
financial freedom one had to pay for the privilege of being free. Freedom depended on how much money you had in your pocket. Yep! Nothing is free, not the air you breathe nor the water you drink. You want the great experience of the great outdoors: wide open spaces, your own island: it's going to cost you an arm and a leg. Still want Freedom? I didn't think so. Take a walk while you can. © 2022 andrew mitchellReviews
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3 Reviews Added on January 18, 2022 Last Updated on January 18, 2022 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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