All riseA Poem by andrew mitchell
In the flour
of the moment he who likes his bread rise has both sides buttered. It was the yeast he could do sliced or not sliced. © 2024 andrew mitchell |
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1 Review Added on March 30, 2024 Last Updated on March 30, 2024 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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