An end to an end, faith no more.A Poem by andrew mitchell
Faith was no more
than dangling a carrot in the promise we would all meet some where. © 2021 andrew mitchell |
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Added on August 2, 2021 Last Updated on August 2, 2021 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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