A wee blue note played on strings!A Poem by andrew mitchellridiculous scribbles from a stagnant mind.
A note of pain
with no change turning the sorrow into gain I felt numb on the cords severed.
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1 Review Added on September 30, 2018 Last Updated on September 30, 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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