Night travel.A Poem by andrew mitchell
Night travel.
As my thoughts travel express along the night's terrain, no longer at the speed of sound; just comets in the night passing through my astral plane gathering momentum at the speed of light in night moods.
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Added on September 11, 2016Last Updated on September 11, 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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