Obscured by cloudsA Poem by andrew mitchell
The hallucination
of reality was living the dream. When hell took drugs to look like heaven. ""- There was no peace in the pipe that smoked trouble. Man is his own enemy that’s why he fights amongst himself. """" Man casts a shadow that reflects his darkness. If there is light at the end of the tunnel it’s not man made. When we go we leave the end to stop the future. © 2022 andrew mitchell |
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1 Review Added on December 17, 2022 Last Updated on December 17, 2022 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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