In the toss of one's life.A Poem by andrew mitchell
The coin that had
no head was foolishly wasted. One could see the tail vanish in the distance. While the pocket was empty the mind was full... of surprises. In a pocket filled with tries and tribulations, a pocketful of common sense goes further than the truth. What blows your way but the prevailing winds of knowledge or fortune acquired... catch me if you can. Read what you may, I have nothing to sell but wisdom said the verse.
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Added on January 7, 2021 Last Updated on January 7, 2021 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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