What hides behind your corner?A Poem by andrew mitchell
No one knows
what's around the corner just like how long is a piece of string? Is the corner just too big, a mirage of thinking, never reaching the end, or the same as what lies over the horizon? One thing is for sure I got a glimpse of the eclipse when the sun kissed the moon.
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1 Review Added on November 22, 2018 Last Updated on November 22, 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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