Falling Apart

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Strings in progress

Sometimes I’m in doubt about myself. My insecure fingers blindly running over the strings … till they suddenly remember other invisible ones, connecting me to the beloved faces and moments of my life.

Dystopia

You have to download it directly into your soul, in case the web Matrix will be corrupted.
My new and old remastered tracks:

Relaxing

If you’ve got a glass of the green liquid, this is perfect waiting for the sugar melting.
Don’t use it if you have to drive (but I find it great driving across the country).

By the river


 
I don’t know how many of you might like this music. Surely I don’t care at all about plays, likes and trends, but I wonder if I like it myself!
I play exactly what comes from …??? I still don’t know.
All I know is that music is the perfect mirror of how I feel, and here is the river of my thoughts, faces floating on the water, friendship, ghosts, good moments and mistakes. Sometimes melancholy is sweet: sometimes, just sometimes.

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