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Read Poetry: The River of the Soul, by Mikho Mosulishvili

‘By the waters of Leman I sat down and wept.’ – From ‘The Waste Land’ by Thomas Stearns Eliot.   If you,  Weary of the dim,  Harassing life decide to spend some  Of your miserable time at the river,  It … Continue reading

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