An open mine!A Poem by andrew mitchell
An open mine
for miners maybe, but what became of an open mind - a mindful, a handful? Just digging! Is reading just another mind fill? But what of mindful? And what of stupidity? a mind half empty or a mind half full. If I give you a piece of my mind, I may be running on empty. Is to keep an open mind exposing oneself? I feel naked! Just kidding on what betells in an open mine! When a golden nugget is just a precious thought!
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1 Review Added on February 12, 2018 Last Updated on February 12, 2018 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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