An assembly with timeA Poem by andrew mitchell
An assembly with time.
The man who invented the wheel died waiting for the man to invent the axle. The man who invented the axle, crashed, dead. If only he waited for the man to invent the steering wheel. But he didn't get far, he needed the man to invent the motor.
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5 Reviews Added on January 4, 2016 Last Updated on January 4, 2016 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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