No thinking out loud!A Poem by andrew mitchell
There was no telling
what his next move was going to be.... he was in the thinking room only.
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2 Reviews Added on February 18, 2017 Last Updated on February 18, 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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