The universal complexity of where am I!A Poem by andrew mitchell
What was written in the stars
gathered no moss falling through the minds of those transfixed by the comet of questions flying by through the thoughts of those waiting for the heavens to open with answers.
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1 Review Added on January 28, 2018 Last Updated on January 28, 2018 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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