We all experience bath time in the end.

We all experience bath time in the end.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Life excreted through time’s pores
collected by the universal sponge of being
Is given its final rinse,
as time cleanses all.

© 2019 andrew mitchell


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Added on May 21, 2019
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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