Stranded dreams on an island in thought.A Poem by andrew mitchell
Secluded thoughts lie
on reality island daydreaming of being rescued, cast adrift amongst broken dreams, relying on tomorrow's tides to take fond memories stranded, free beyond the horizon of hope, to a place called yesterday where they belong, far away from today's currents.
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1 Review Added on May 26, 2019 Last Updated on May 26, 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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