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... any tens of thousands of times, fingertips which played these notes for as long as they can remember.
For me, to sing, was as natural as drawing breath, as natural as exhaling laughter when encountering amusement…
Throat opening, diaphragm inhaling, intertwining rhythm with the sound of the melody.
Trilling out all the words emerging in my mind in this moment, all the feelings.
And equally, giving voice to the the melody that surfaced in my mind along with the son ...
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