As the myths turn to mist, anxiety grows.

As the myths turn to mist, anxiety grows.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

As the myths turn to mist, anxiety grows.
Anxiety grows
on problems
presented,
but fears
disappear
on myths
discovered
to be false.

© 2017 andrew mitchell


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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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