Anybody home?

Anybody home?

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The door was open
but the heart was closed
however,
you left your cards
on the table.

© 2018 andrew mitchell


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Added on January 29, 2018
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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