A part of me souvenired.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

You had my key

but you hesitated,

the lock intact,

you tore my page instead,

and kept it.

© 2016 andrew mitchell

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Added on December 29, 2016
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andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia

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