andrew mitchell Writing

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It’s all a bit crooked!

It’s all a bit crooked!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The last man standing Idealogy!

The last man standing Idealogy!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

A continent looks through an eyepiece.

A continent looks through an eyepiece.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Fear is not the key.

Fear is not the key.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

An act of fate.

An act of fate.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The piracy on those living.

The piracy on those living.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

In the quest for everything.

In the quest for everything.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

What thoughts lie in the spiritual skull of the crow’s nest?

What thoughts lie in the spiritual skull of the cr..

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The piracy of remembrance mapped.

The piracy of remembrance mapped.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The transformation from a getaway.

The transformation from a getaway.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

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