The archeological site of what was.

The archeological site of what was.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

In the case of what was
it didn’t matter,
now was here
now would remain
for what was
would be
dug up one day.

© 2019 andrew mitchell


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Added on March 11, 2019
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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