When the past waits at the finishing line.

When the past waits at the finishing line.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Fear not
your escape
but what you leave behind
for the past will
catch up with you.

When the past waits
at the finishing line,
your response.
How did you get here?
I came with you!

© 2017 andrew mitchell


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Added on December 26, 2017
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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