The final episode of the final frontier.A Poem by andrew mitchell
The furrows of life
on forehead memories ingrained remain stamped ever growing until... they are recalled.
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1 Review Added on February 23, 2020 Last Updated on February 23, 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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