The linesmanA Poem by andrew mitchell
During the course
of our existence on this marvellous terrain our imagination travels beyond the realms of the universe. Scientists say we are comprised of atoms and maybe we are. However, we are all just dots. Enter the linesman, the matchmaker. It is the linesman who chooses your destiny connecting you to other dots. Beware the linesman for he rules your fate. It is he who gives you the lines which you must travel. It is he that draws the line in the sand not to be crossed or be disconnected. Behold the line that draws you in. The linesman. © 2022 andrew mitchell |
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Added on January 1, 2022 Last Updated on January 1, 2022 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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