To be discovered.A Poem by andrew mitchell
To be discovered.
Each star in the sky, each shell on the shore, every atom of my existence waits wanting to be discovered by you.
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2 Reviews Added on March 27, 2016 Last Updated on March 27, 2016 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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