Even words encounter traffic lights!A Poem by andrew mitchell
When a group of words
having the freedom to roam the page, came screeching to a sudden halt. They had reached a full stop! Luckily no one was erased. © 2017 andrew mitchell |
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Added on February 12, 2017 Last Updated on February 12, 2017 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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