~For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity~
William Penn
R.I.P uncle. You will be missed.
William Penn
R.I.P uncle. You will be missed.
Music melts all the separate parts of our bodies together. Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.Where words fail, music speaks.
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