knowledge of the physical objects grows infinite shoots by the hour....its the spiritual tree thats gort the clothe line and debris under it...with dirt laundry hung around it....probably your fantastic lines are a pointer to that
very well written
cheers
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knowledge of the physical objects grows infinite shoots by the hour....its the spiritual tree thats gort the clothe line and debris under it...with dirt laundry hung around it....probably your fantastic lines are a pointer to that very well written cheers