When the time comesA Poem by andrew mitchell
Apparently, I’m told
there is a short distance between death and the afterlife. I wonder how many people are looking forward to catching up with a few lost souls? Looking forward to a new means of transport “ beam me up Scotty!” And to think ninety two percent of our body has the same elements as those shining stars above. So maybe I’ll become a star after all for all to see. © 2023 andrew mitchell |
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Added on December 22, 2023 Last Updated on December 22, 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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