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Mending

This piece is a self portrait. How I view myself, what layers I carry, how I treat those layers and where I think I belong in this world. Today I think I know what it is like to feel loved and seen, because that is what I lacked the most in my life. This piece which talks so much about me, my body, my fiber, my being, how i would have liked to exist if not as a human should be best described in my favorite language which is the language of music.

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Moon, tell me if I could

Send up my heart to you?

So, when I die, which I must I do

Could it shine down here with you?

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Now the tide is rolling in 

I don’t want to win

Let it take me

I will be on way 

How long can I stay

In a place that can’t contain me?

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