Passing through the silica pile of making mirrors!A Poem by andrew mitchell
Hi son!
Hi dad! So what do you think you'll be in one million years time son? I want to be the hardest rock dad! We all can't be diamonds son. Unfortunately, we belong to the silica family son. But in time people will look up, and into you, and reflect upon. That's important son.
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4 Reviews Added on November 30, 2019 Last Updated on December 1, 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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