The Brief.A Poem by andrew mitchell
The seemingly endless hug
was no more a longing compared to the brief embrace. © 2017 andrew mitchellReviews
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3 Reviews Added on May 17, 2017 Last Updated on May 17, 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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