While we were sleeping!A Poem by andrew mitchell
While why was always asking questions.
Why? Why? Why? How was similarly bewildered. How! How! How! Where was obsessed with place or situation. Where! Where! Where! And since when did when become so preoccupied with time? When? When? When? Luckily, while left us with alternatives. Likewise what seemed concerned about information even shocked, surprised. What! What! What! Meanwhile, whatever couldn't careless! Whatever! Whatever! Whatever! Anyway after reading this you're probably thinking... WTF! WTF! WTF! The End.
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Added on November 6, 2017 Last Updated on November 6, 2017 Author
andrew 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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