On patrol.A Poem by andrew mitchell
On patrol.
As my conscience patrols the mind for any mischievous thoughts, gone rogue to be culled. Tonight was more busier than the usual. Many had been drinking celebrating the joys of being me.
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Added on August 29, 2016 Last Updated on August 29, 2016 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..Writing
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