The present.

The present.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Your presence
was no more
but a gift of life.

© 2017 andrew mitchell


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some people in our lives are the best presents we could ever ask for.

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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Strindberg 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..