Attached to your outer diameter I was, but not your inner circle!A Poem by andrew mitchell
You knew I would come back
after all I was in your circumference, but did I get close to your epi-centre? I think not, as I felt thrown into orbit, slingshot once more on a trajectory propelled far away on your final word goodbye- never to cross paths again.
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Added on February 3, 2018 Last Updated on February 3, 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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