Time - the mortal enemy.

Time - the mortal enemy.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

We did not drift apart
as once thought,
time separated us.
We were warned
don't get too close
for time moves in circles
watching, hands directing.
In space time does not fade,
only the surroundings disappear,
and we were just caught up
in the vortex.

© 2019 andrew mitchell


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Added on November 6, 2019
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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