The life line.

The life line.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

It was only
when he pulled
on the length
of his string
that came up short
did he know
how long
he had left
to live.

© 2021 andrew mitchell


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Added on September 6, 2021
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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