The felling of life standing tall.

The felling of life standing tall.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Every tall timber
has its splinters;
the wood rot
comes with age.

© 2019 andrew mitchell

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i have quite a bit of that there anything i can take for my tree?

Posted 1 Year Ago

andrew mitchell

1 Year Ago

Lol thanks j, not much can be done if it’s a family tree!

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Added on September 8, 2019
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia

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