The foibles of being someone else.A Poem by andrew mitchell
Behind the facade
of entertainment, a painted mask; see the show, the clown performs his funny antics until.... still undercover, absorbed in character, he could not remove his face, the sadness seeped through.
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Added on March 5, 2017 Last Updated on March 5, 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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