What rattles within the shy.A Poem by andrew mitchell
Sometimes we move
in our shadows where memories absorb the reflections of our most favourable times but not necessarily in good light.
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1 Review Added on December 28, 2017 Last Updated on December 28, 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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