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Gird your loins and make ready for battle, but be warned, blood may be drawn

The roadside or the parkland, the field or the wood, Your garden or your neighbour’s, both are┬ájust as good. They scramble over bushes, take footholds, reaching long; Their roots spread like a virus through the soil and just as strong. … Continue reading

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