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  • I was sitting with a friend.
    He played an Afrikaans song – and though I can speak Afrikaans somehow in song I cannot understand the words.

    But I heard the musical score – in the beginning a lonely cello sound accompanied the sad melody, they seemed as if linked yet so different.

    It instantly put a vision of a man walking down a cold wet street at night. The street lights dimmed, his head bowed down. Constantly walking feeling detached. Not too far behind him his soul is trying to catch up to him, If he just stops for one moment to truly take the feeling in his soul would have the time to re enter his body again, helping him.

    My friend told me that this is pretty much what the song was about only not that deep. The connection we have to sounds amazes me – I do not believe that we always need words to describe a feeling as we could be selling ourselves short.

    I think if we all just stopped what we were doing to take a moment to just feel perhaps our soul will find us.
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