The piracy on those living.A Poem by andrew mitchell
The heart tremors
on mind’s bleed the stroke of time turns on memories that once had the freedom from the dead man’s chest. © 2019 andrew mitchell |
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Added on July 27, 2019 Last Updated on July 27, 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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