losing myself…

I’ve always loved music passionately. I used to say it was my saviour growing up in those painful troubled years.
It was my refuge.Lyrics, emotions and energy I could either identify with or provide total escapism.Another world for me to lose myself in.
My close friends of course tell me that I pulled myself out of the despair that surrounded me all by myself.It is true that I didn’t always have access to music and often it would have to be my guilty and secret pleasure.


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