Orange or black and white stripes.A Poem by andrew mitchell
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birth and death is called living, seldom what it's deemed, and often cut short, but you can do what you want within society's rules, which can be broken, where jewellery comes as heavy chains and the dislike for the colour orange. © 2017 andrew mitchell |
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Added on April 2, 2017Last Updated on April 2, 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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