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Life is a long, wondrous and continuous introduction to yourself.

The act of creation — it leads me to unknown places. Only to make me realize that all was known, always. And yet, I live every day with the hope that I’ll explore, create and grow into someone new. Because what’s life if not a long, wondrous and continuous introduction to yourself.

In this journey, music lives by my side. I find melody in my writing, and a lot of writing in my melodies. Sometimes, I hear songs in the bubbles of boiling tamarind water. Or in the stroke of red paint over the canvas. Or in the giggles of a child after a good joke. Tunes find their way even into my boredom, curiosity and the thoughts in between. And a rhythm taps into my sorrow, so it can take the leap to laughter.

Such is music. Such is life — yours and mine.

Hello!

i forgot

the inmates of an asylum called lifewalked through the mirage of love

swam in the water of promises nd reached the indispensable shore

drenched, they stopped by to take a second look he looked at me and i looked at him

we looked again, nd swam hard i was flowing, forgetting air and breathing water

he was flowing , but couldnt breathe the water beneath him was drying, and i saw him crying

nd den i watched him turn , he turned to live to live by air,

he reached the shore again, he turned to look

i was still flapping my new fins i was still smiling

but he was frowning i waved for his signal he turned around and shouted 'i forgot!'

he left with a frown to let me drown m still drowning wondering what he forgot?

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