An upside down world.A Poem by andrew mitchell
In a upside down world
was it hello or goodbye? Was it day or nigh? Was it wrong or right? Was it wisdom? Was it luck? Was I dressed? Or was I undressed. In an upside down world was it evolution or revolution? Was I really here or was I really there? In an upside down world did I know, did I care that pigs did fly? It was an upside down world after all. © 2019 andrew mitchellReviews
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2 Reviews Added on May 17, 2019 Last Updated on May 17, 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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