..."heart of man" is how I want to finish this sentence. And why would I pair this phrase with these images? Haven't a clue! Maybe the Morocan-style wicker chair, and the harbor scene in the patterned scrap of border brings to mind far away places, and the need for a steady faith that all things must come pass, and that all things will work out. I wonder what other associations there might be?
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