It’s not hard to believe in ghosts anonymity’sA Poem by andrew mitchell
It’s not hard to believe in ghosts anonymity’s
when you are one as the wings of my time settled I found myself resting below nestled in my tombstone, but on rising I saw I was not alone. Good evening Miss Halloween! How are you this dead summer’s night? I love your flow by the way. So haunting! © 2017 andrew mitchell |
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Added on November 3, 2017 Last Updated on November 3, 2017 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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