Just a riff.A Poem by andrew mitchell
On the riffs of life
a song somewhere in the depths of music a chord was played on cue " So you want to be a rock' n' roll star then listen now to what I say!" I heard the Byrds I saw Patti Smith. Because the night dancing barefoot She turned turned turned Hey Joe. When the music's over I saw the Doors. Touch me. The End.
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2 Reviews Added on May 8, 2019 Last Updated on May 8, 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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