When people don't connect.A Poem by andrew mitchell
When people don't connect.
The hello said quickly transcended into silence momentarily, acknowledged, followed by goodbye. Afterthought. Who was that?
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1 Review Added on June 24, 2016 Last Updated on June 24, 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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