The ocean.

The ocean.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The ocean was
no more than
a swell of tears
tasting salty, 
poured, donated
by the Gods
on man's misgivings.

© 2017 andrew mitchell


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Added on February 19, 2017
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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