Welcome back.
Last we talked about identity, today we are gonna talk about lifes symphony. Peek behind the curtain and once again, you'll see a tiny a bit of the darkness within my mind.
Wether it be classical, jazz, pop, hip hop, rock or any other music. All do we listen to music, and all are we but apart of one greater piece of music.
A piece of music where the final note have neither been written or played. Our composer, can not finish it in one go.
But non the less...
This is and will always be..
My symphony
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Baseret på virkelige hændelser
Skrevet d. 15/3/2024
Lagt op d. 17/3/2024