Kintsugi
A Random Collection Of Sentences
Fragmentation.
The sound of kintsugi.
The best way to describe my style.
Random shards, of different sizes, shapes, colors.
Broken and beautiful.
Reflecting light into each other.
Cutting but soft.
Different, but creating a more touching picture because of it.
I want you to feel your emotions.
Even the hard ones.
Even the sharp ones.
Even the ones that aren’t crystal clear.
Especially these ones.
Perfect imperfections.
Every step feels like a journey.
Something new, something real.
At least I hope that’s what my music is for you.
That’s what it is for me.
(Sometimes)


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