Put another record on!A Poem by andrew mitchell
As the stylus
Crackles on vinyl black Tracks of my tears Strikes a chord. Thoughts within a circle, Circle, tracks of my tears. On my record black. Scratches! Scratches! Scratches!
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3 Reviews Added on May 18, 2015 Last Updated on May 18, 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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