The silver convention.

The silver convention.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

On reflection
they just looked
at each other,
no longer did
they have to lie -
mirrors anonymous.

© 2018 andrew mitchell


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Added on March 20, 2018
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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