When love became a referral.A Poem by andrew mitchell
Past loves
never fade they just become a reference. © 2017 andrew mitchell |
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Added on November 27, 2017 Last Updated on November 27, 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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