I own a magical fly-whisk, which I acquired long long ago in central Africa.
I knew it was mine from the very first moment I saw it.
I felt its power, when I handled it.
She said to me: -take me home with you-.
And so I did.
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I have 'rescued' a fly whisk tho I didnt know what it was - I am unsure of its power but it certainly has something -and it is at this moment sitting on a window cill next to my clock, which is now running backwards. This has spooked me somewhat - I want to go forwards - any advice ?
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