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“These fragments I have shored against my ruins”

22 September 202519 September 2025 by Chris Fewings
“These fragments I have shored against my ruins”

Seasons, senses & self: Day 19

“… that the endless and impossible journey toward home is in fact our home” – oh, how I love that quotation.

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Categories SeasonsSensesSelf, September Tags Intertext, Patchwork, StringingWords

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