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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
This book is a declaration of pain, and prudence, and faith, and forgiveness. It is a wartime hymn, and a melody at a grave. It is winter and somehow it is spring, and then it is neither. It is letting go. It is coming forward, digging into your wounds, all raw and bloodied one last time, and then letting the blood congeal.
This book is about making your own home. This book is about finding all your different pieces. This book is about patching yourself up from parts that are wholly yours; holy mine.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
This book is a declaration of pain, and prudence, and faith, and forgiveness. It is a wartime hymn, and a melody at a grave. It is winter and somehow it is spring, and then it is neither. It is letting go. It is coming forward, digging into your wounds, all raw and bloodied one last time, and then letting the blood congeal.
This book is about making your own home. This book is about finding all your different pieces. This book is about patching yourself up from parts that are wholly yours; holy mine.