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A Poem by andrew mitchell

The heart was no more the homeless
in search of love
where love was only
a close attachment
and the mind relived
those haunted pasts.

© 2019 andrew mitchell


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Added on April 12, 2019
Last Updated on April 14, 2019

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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