Did you drink the love from one's own tap?A Poem by andrew mitchell
Tasting waters not his or hers,
he was quickly washed away, condemned to the sink hole, he wanders the shores of hell.
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Added on February 19, 2020 Last Updated on February 19, 2020 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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