Balanced on the pinnacle of your thoughtsA Poem by andrew mitchell
I cannot claim
to be the face you hold as security in your dreams for I am no more a shadow of falling autumn leaves that disappear in the mist of your thinking. © 2023 andrew mitchell |
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2 Reviews Added on April 2, 2023 Last Updated on April 2, 2023 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..Writing
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