No returnsA Poem by andrew mitchell
No time like the present
even if it is a gift with no returns. © 2024 andrew mitchell |
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Added on May 12, 2024 Last Updated on May 12, 2024 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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