Free from your personal stonings!A Poem by andrew mitchellA Poem built around my favourite line “to cast aspersions” but ran out of puff!
To cast aspersions
severed your ties, no longer ridiculed by your dispersions I was set free. © 2019 andrew mitchell |
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Added on January 20, 2019 Last Updated on January 21, 2019 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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