Of all days not today!A Poem by andrew mitchell
Today is
the extension of self where time applies age. History is tomorrow looking back on today. Mortality is counting your blessings for another day. Okay everyone your time is up and your life lessons are over. Please had in your death certificate at the front desk and proceed to the graveyard. You’ll like it, it’s quiet, it’s a little community get together deep down there with lots of flowers scattered on top with tombstones grey. You’ll get all the rest you will ever need. The gardeners are very good removing all those weeds with deep tap roots that may tickle your chin. Enjoy your extended stay.
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Added on October 31, 2022 Last Updated on October 31, 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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