A weathered report.A Poem by andrew mitchell
What would become
of the love between a man for all moments and a woman for all seasons but a weathered report only time could tell. © 2019 andrew mitchellReviews
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2 Reviews Added on May 9, 2019 Last Updated on May 9, 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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