The cup of life is not refillable!A Poem by andrew mitchell
Oh pour me
yesterday in a cup so I may drinketh. For I will tomorrow secrete the very waste from it. But give me today to ponder, as I dig my grave, ready for the future. © 2019 andrew mitchellReviews
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2 Reviews Added on March 22, 2019 Last Updated on March 22, 2019 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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