A messy allegro with few silences and many quavers dissipates slowly and becomes an andante of distances. The distance of land measured by kilometers, the distance of time, measured by days, the distance of age, measured by experiences, la distancia del ser, porque somos más que una persona and I know you wouldn’t like what you haven’t seen. There’s dissonance in this symphony between emotional thoughts and rational decisions, cacophony, silence. distance. There’s more to this than just music.
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