The shell speaks volumes within ear shot!A Poem by andrew mitchell
I was no more
the casing, the shell that protected the seas of your mind murmuring.
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Added on April 10, 2018 Last Updated on April 10, 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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