To have nothing and yet...A Poem by andrew mitchell
To have nothing and yet....
There are no title deeds required to possess tall cities, wild seas, the stars, the moon; you being the poet, your ink on paper spilt.
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3 Reviews Added on October 9, 2016 Last Updated on October 9, 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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