Such deception lies behind closed eyes!A Poem by andrew mitchell
From the invisible mind
came invisible thoughts, an audible frequency that could not be heard. What thoughts echoed down chambers full that appeared empty where footsteps left their mark from shadows spent? Would a dog be man’s best friend if he could hear our thoughts? Would humanity survive the knowledge of knowing what one really thinks? Language is the masquerade of words spoken while covering the real truth from the cranial chamber, a circus of thoughts with an instinct to survive. © 2018 andrew mitchellReviews
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2 Reviews Added on October 22, 2018 Last Updated on October 22, 2018 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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