In the thought of the moment.A Poem by andrew mitchell
In the scope of things
I found myself looking at you, looking at me while our shadows talked not a word was spoken; the only light on dark were the shades of shadows reflecting the thought of that moment. © 2018 andrew mitchell |
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Added on October 8, 2018 Last Updated on October 8, 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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