A stroke of luck!A Poem by andrew mitchell
In the morning light
the curves from my strokes made you my own, I was the pencil, and while you gave me purpose I gave you life.
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1 Review Added on January 5, 2020 Last Updated on January 5, 2020 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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