A Wandering Star.A Poem by andrew mitchell
A Wandering Star.
Her cosmic beauty lit up the heavens, not to be taken seriously; a wandering star shared universally. I was lucky just a comet in passing, you eclipsing my heart. But for some, she was the blackhole.
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Added on September 26, 2016 Last Updated on September 26, 2016 Author
andrew 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..Writing
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