Memory lossA Poem by andrew mitchellpurely fictional so far!
He who forgets often
Will have no regrets. The past forgotten The future unknown. Today, just lost! Who am I ? I'll find myself In tomorrow. Yes! I'll start searching tomorrow. I need a plan! Who am I? Who is tomorrow? I forgot!
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1 Review Added on June 19, 2015 Last Updated on June 19, 2015 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.. |

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