A confusing case finding nothing!A Poem by andrew mitchell
When nothing was found,
presumably missing, missing had disappeared into nothing, apparently into thin air, and yet there was nothing missing? , © 2017 andrew mitchell |
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Added on July 25, 2017 Last Updated on July 25, 2017 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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