Wipe your mind and come inside.A Poem by andrew mitchell
The poem to read
is not the one that thinks for you but the one that makes you think. So reader come inside my mind, make yourself at home in the reader’s chamber, hang up your thoughts and let go.... slipping into another voice, another’s skin, another’s soul, and let my words, my sentence, my stanzas take you on a ride in a carousel of twists and turns of a circus mind. © 2021 andrew mitchellReviews
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2 Reviews Added on February 26, 2021 Last Updated on February 26, 2021 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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