The well and his bucket..

The well and his bucket..

A Poem by andrew mitchell

In the event he thought
he would live forever
he mismanaged life
and died empty.

© 2017 andrew mitchell


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Added on August 27, 2017
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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