The rug!A Poem by andrew mitchell
The rug
He who seeks the truth Standstill. For when the rug Is pulled. From under your feet Your fall will Reveal the hidden truths. Just as the wool Removed from your eyes Clouds swept You see clearly now.
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1 Review Added on September 5, 2015 Last Updated on September 5, 2015 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.. |

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