It's only words, nothing of substance.A Poem by andrew mitchell
As the thoughts flocked,
the geese chose what was worthy, to be remembered in the form of a golden egg. What was left was presented to the sheep, whom responded " Baa! Baa!" Others recited on translation. " Who cares!"
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1 Review Added on February 20, 2017 Last Updated on February 20, 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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