Off the boneA Poem by andrew mitchell
A true love so deep
Ripped, pulled, off the bones to chew The marrow of life.
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2 Reviews Added on June 4, 2015 Last Updated on June 4, 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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