In the arc of colour, one remembers.

In the arc of colour, one remembers.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

In the arch of a tunnel
a shadow was born
searching for the light,
a rainbow was formed.


© 2019 andrew mitchell


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Added on February 10, 2019
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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