No splinters.A Poem by andrew mitchellNo splinters. If only the memory of you on paper could be returned back to life; a tree..... untouched. No splinters.
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1 Review Added on April 3, 2016 Last Updated on April 3, 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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