The complexity in hedge rows

The hedges below the windows with flora and fauna caught between light and night betwix order and chaos color and monochrome. This is the joy  that we fly from like a bat from under a bell out of bardo into fight fair well lets chase the morning dying into night. or its a bitches brew out of spite. we flee the discomfort of our creatures disposition in delight.

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