tempermentalA Poem by andrew mitchell
The anger that pours
Subsides when the kettle whistle blows, boiling water.
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Added on May 29, 2015 Last Updated on May 29, 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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