In the fall of self assured.A Poem by andrew mitchell
Be kind to self,
it’s not all self’s fault. Self aware of self indulgence knew about self inflicted, and now in the tomb of self lies self preservation. Had self been selfish there would be no selfless. Too late for self pity or self righteousness. © 2021 andrew mitchell |
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Added on February 21, 2021 Last Updated on February 21, 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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