The chemistry of words.A Poem by andrew mitchella play on nothing but cliches and the English expressions that amount to in the end, nothing!
The chemistry of words.
When the solution pretty much went down the gurgler, you just knew the synopsis was not the answer. next time, I need substance; something to hang onto, not going out on a limb on a whim.
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Added on December 3, 2016 Last Updated on December 3, 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.. |

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