A hop, skip and a jump!A Poem by andrew mitchell
The congregation in the mind speaks
of thoughts that gather, thoughts that infest, thoughts that bore, in decay rest. A thought never had a seamless journey, but rather a disjointed interaction; a fleeting moment in time's space. Just a hop, skip, and a jump!
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2 Reviews Added on July 18, 2019 Last Updated on July 18, 2019 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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