Hooked one!A Poem by andrew mitchell
A memory
was no more fishing on time’s line, a boat still on mind’s lake. © 2018 andrew mitchell |
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2 Reviews Added on September 2, 2018 Last Updated on September 2, 2018 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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