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And the strength translates to greater self confidence. Self confidence – to greater creative audacity. The boundaries and fears disappear somewhere and instead there is a need to introduce greater changes. And although I’m still a conscious prisoner of my own aesthetic, this time you can really hear some differences. My soul and body demanded that I settle accounts with the recent past, piece together what had been scattered, glue up the broken bits, stitch up the tears. Tell a story of how it felt when everything shattered into smithereens.
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