The changing of the guards in ink!A Poem by andrew mitchell
The pen the sword,
the paper the cut, penetrated the source of the reader. While the ink spilled on the firing by bullet marking the target not anticipated, the message was reached, signed by the perpetrator. Gotcha!
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2 Reviews Added on July 14, 2017 Last Updated on July 14, 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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