The ghost angel.A Poem by andrew mitchell
In the phantasm
of you was the ghost of creation that turned your soul over to me for the required time of .... as long as the universe can run. © 2021 andrew mitchell |
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Added on March 4, 2021 Last Updated on March 4, 2021 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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