The Lady of the Lake.A Poem by andrew mitchell
Hazy still waters,
silvery lake hues ripples, cold steel rising piercing the film reflects knight's armour splashed in red, he awaits to see the face that holds the sword.
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Added on April 21, 2018 Last Updated on April 21, 2018 Author
andrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..Writing
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