The apocalypse of mind loss.A Poem by andrew mitchell
The apocalypse of thoughts
travelled the corridors of mind through memories lost along the passages of time, a death of a ghost resides in the dissolution of self as a shadow is born.
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1 Review Added on February 2, 2019 Last Updated on February 2, 2019 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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