I too, have the hidden heart nook, where i also go to sew - to mend under a fluttering thoughts… literally and figuratively..

That’s life.  Twists and turns.  Chapters end and chapters begin.  When my mind is full and bursting and seeping thoughts from the seams - I go to the hidden heart nook… (A fanciful Twist)

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