![]() In the fog of our mistsA Poem by andrew mitchell
We are no more
mists in time to the tune of ticking, our biological clocks where the footsteps in the sands are dragging anchored in the past. © 2024 andrew mitchellReviews
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2 Reviews Added on July 6, 2024 Last Updated on July 6, 2024 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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