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Two riders homeward bound, I couldn't say one way or another, south, north. What I have found is home isn't a place at first, but a feeling that you get. When you nurture this feeling it may grow to become, reflected in others, and places.
It transforms spaces into sanctuaries, shared memories into bonds unbreakable. As we journey through life, this sense of home becomes our compass, guiding us through the unknown. In the end, home is where our hearts find peace, no matter the destination.
Civitasvox
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