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Ačiū Maestro
The great men of old… They all cross to the other side eventually. Not many are left. I was lucky to meet him. An extraordinary man. My mentor, my teacher, one who believed in me when I didn’t.
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To you, my Fragile Narc
I see exactly who you are, and I see exactly who you could be. Absence, masquerading as presence. So painful to look into your own abyss, that you’d rather run the other way. Understandable.
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His Majesty, The Diaphragm
This mighty muscle that nobody really cares to know much about, as it’s hidden, and not as visible as the biceps or glutes, and yet it’s if not the most, one of the most important muscles in the body (together with the pelvic floor muscles and the tongue) – and so beautiful too! I am…
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Lungs carry Sorrow
Grief. That explains why I am a singer in the physical body, to express through sound and air all my emotions. If I don’t express them through sound and air, I perish. Literally. If I don’t speak out Truth, I die.
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Poem to the Gift
Oh Magical Singing Power, fuelled by Heart, made of Music, the Frequencies of the Spheres and all the Mysteries of Sound.
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Useless Pure Heart
Nobody wants a pure heart. Specially when it’s coupled with a fit body, a pretty face, an intricate mind, and a profound soul.
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