As I am now.

As I am now.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

While memories had a path
leading to a closed door,
life was a road
going through walls.

In the wisdom gained
from looking back
I never was that person
I thought I was,
maybe I am now.

© 2018 andrew mitchell


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Added on February 16, 2018
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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