At the clearingA Poem by andrew mitchell
In the Judge’s log
he was cleared of any wrongdoing but the forest still whispered. © 2025 andrew mitchell |
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Added on February 26, 2025 Last Updated on February 26, 2025 Author
andrew 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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