The shedding of tonight’s skin on the regrowth of the next day.A Poem by andrew mitchell
In cloak and
shadow I ride the crests of uncertainty on the waves of darkness until the sunrise strips me bare in the light to shine once more I am reborn. © 2021 andrew mitchell |
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Added on August 11, 2021 Last Updated on August 11, 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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