To the tune of secondhand strings.A Poem by andrew mitchell
What becomes
of the broken-heart, the melody maker cut loose, but a string tied in knots.
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2 Reviews Added on January 20, 2018 Last Updated on January 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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