Stuck in the final wash cycle!A Poem by andrew mitchell
I was that sock
that everyone missed then forgot. Of course! I was replaced! I wonder what happened to my partner? Gone off with some shoe I suppose.
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Added on November 19, 2017 Last Updated on November 19, 2017 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..Writing
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