The house.A Poem by andrew mitchell
The house
that life built came with windows of opportunities that opened and doors that closed. No path was given. © 2018 andrew mitchell |
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2 Reviews Added on February 20, 2018 Last Updated on February 20, 2018 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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