... and I realise the only way to tell the others is through the way my voice can take these broken wordsand turn it into music. Turn it into poetry.And I sing to make myself come alive, but also for you,because I’d like this to mean something.To not disappear with the dark I will enter one day and so now I will tell.If not for you, then for my own heart,  because it tells me to,and I'm learning to listen.
Charlotte Eriksson, Another Vagabond Lost To Love: Berlin Stories on Leaving & Arriving
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