On the salts of your travels revised.A Poem by andrew mitchell
Salination peaked
banks broken where tears reigned a trail of salt. The river ran dry that flowed the grand canyon, love perched on blood empty a cured heart air dried love.
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1 Review Added on October 13, 2017 Last Updated on October 13, 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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