In the clean up.

In the clean up.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Amongst the debri
of a mind now dead
were the thoughts
of memories never
expressed I'm told,
in a clean up
never read.

© 2019 andrew mitchell


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Added on May 19, 2019
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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