The man who thought he knew too much.A Poem by andrew mitchell
He thought
he knew it all, and read every romance book he could lay his hands on. Only to find that love was stranger than fiction. © 2021 andrew mitchell |
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Added on May 10, 2021 Last Updated on May 10, 2021 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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