Astral travelA Poem by andrew mitchell
Astral travel.
As my thoughts branch out to galaxies far, the nebula of my eye discovers. Day dreaming, coming back to Earth intimate thoughts mingle on cloud nine distracted.
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Added on May 13, 2016 Last Updated on May 13, 2016 Author
andrew 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..Writing
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