You can’t cash it inA Poem by andrew mitchell
Death -
the final frontier where no one living has ventured beyond and came back. It’s the transformation of life into matter we all know that’s good for the garden. From beginning to end life and death has never come free. © 2023 andrew mitchell |
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Added on November 1, 2023 Last Updated on November 1, 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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