When the four winds whisperA Poem by andrew mitchell
The world is
but a gentle breeze inhabited by dark winds. © 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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