Collected!A Poem by andrew mitchell
Collected!
Collected my thoughts Until out flanked, knocked. Scattered across the floor, shaken. But not stirred. Not stopping In a hurry She walked on. I picked up my litter!
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1 Review Added on September 13, 2015 Last Updated on September 13, 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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