Behind every me was I.

Behind every me was I.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

In search of me
finding myself,
it was I all along.
In the gathering of
me, myself and I,
becoming one,
we searched for others
in the same predicament,
I concluded behind
every I was a me
followed by myself.

© 2019 andrew mitchell


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Added on January 13, 2019
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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