There's no time like the forgotten!A Poem by andrew mitchell
I was remembered
in the passages of time called forgets, in a world displaced of writings that did not live on.
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1 Review Added on February 13, 2017 Last Updated on February 13, 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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