In the shadows a tearA Poem by andrew mitchell
The paint hid
the real clown the dress a cover up where smiles were exchanged fleetingly before a tear ran off with the grimace of pain. © 2023 andrew mitchell |
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Added on November 22, 2023 Last Updated on November 22, 2023 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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