Up, up, and awayA Poem by andrew mitchell
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transcendental meditation has hit the roof. Meditation is just a pause or hesitation in speech, and the word Om is no more a glamorous term for the word Um. Anyway, um, where was I. You were travelling the stratosphere on all thoughts ascending and are now descending. Welcome back! How was the trip? It was up, up, and away for a while until like a deflated balloon thoughts came crashing down. Might try magic mushrooms next time or contact Flight Centre. © 2022 andrew mitchellReviews
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1 Review Added on April 6, 2022 Last Updated on April 6, 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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