As one travels across along a meaningless world.A Poem by andrew mitchell
The uncertainty ...
when meaning became meaningless in a world facing disorder where what matters doesn't matter anymore.
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Added on November 29, 2020 Last Updated on November 29, 2020 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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