The deforestation of age.

The deforestation of age.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

In the mind's 
chamber of youth,
the forests are rich
but now in the forest
of climate change,
the mind is foggy,
the moments grey,
and in the clearing
memories are lost.

© 2021 andrew mitchell


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Added on August 11, 2021
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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