Within time's magic.

Within time's magic.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

In the chamber
of hoarding thoughts -
a cluttered mind

until

the movement
of time tick tocks
where yesterday's thoughts
become today's disappearance.

© 2020 andrew mitchell


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Added on April 11, 2020
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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