The harvester.A Poem by andrew mitchell
What is ones memoirs
but the harvesting of thoughts, a reflection of one’s recollections all indelibly, categorically assembled on paper with a title to fill the mind’s of those curious and willing to travel the same journey where the eyes of the reader finally catch up to the pen’s The End. © 2019 andrew mitchell |
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1 Review Added on April 3, 2019 Last Updated on April 3, 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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