Cold thoughts winterA Poem by andrew mitchell
Writer’s snow
falls on pages empty the vastness of white explored hibernates. © 2024 andrew mitchell |
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Added on April 21, 2024 Last Updated on April 21, 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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