The plight of a wordA Poem by andrew mitchell
The word
stands tall, proud to be true to self carrying its name and or meaning to the bitter end never faltering to its rival. The plight of a word has its own crusade carrying responsibility.
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3 Reviews Added on December 29, 2023 Last Updated on December 29, 2023 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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