Some wheels are never roundedA Poem by andrew mitchell
Each moment played
a roll of the dice a facet on the face of time. © 2025 andrew mitchell |
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1 Review Added on June 22, 2025 Last Updated on June 22, 2025 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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