The historians gather.

The historians gather.

A Poem by andrew mitchell

The historians gather.
Even time bleached skulls
have memories,
for history
speaks with many tongues.
The historians gather.

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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