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When I first heard her, I kind of knew she had something. . . something almost indescribable. You can’t really say how her voice reaches inside of you, touches those moments you’ve never really articulated before. She sings small pieces from your most intimate moments, moments like that time you left someone and yet they are someone you never really forget, even after you’ve gone on to someone else.

Anyway. . .

I found out she had a life that included buckets of sadness, tragedies that contributed to the beauty inside her pain.

Don’t need no words. Just listen.


Smile. Cry.

Or laugh.

That moment may never occur again, but her singing reminds you.



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