Your secret ingredients of psyche.A Poem by andrew mitchell
Your secret ingredients of psyche.
We were no closer to the truth, roasting your psyche, slowly on the rotisserie nor did we taste any thoughts on your carving. You were a complete secret, ingredients unknown.
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1 Review Added on January 16, 2017 Last Updated on January 16, 2017 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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