I waitA Poem by andrew mitchell
Drawn to her window
I see her heart and soul I touch her glass tenderly Our thoughts say hello. In time I'll receive my key To unlock her Heaven's door Then, and only then; Together our love Will be; For eternity Once more.
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8 Reviews Added on April 28, 2015 Last Updated on April 28, 2015 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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