Before I forget!A Poem by andrew mitchell
In the end the mind
was no more a cobweb partly neglected in need of repair, each thread of memory hanging in the balance until the lines of thought decayed in the pool of forget for evermore.
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Added on February 18, 2018 Last Updated on February 18, 2018 Author
andrew 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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