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More is... brooding... eerie... drugged... lost... foreign... bi-polar...
This child is one that was left behind. So happy when he was born, so neglected after that. He is frightening. He has violent mood swings. He always dreams of space, and he loves the summer nights.
He does not understand himself or where he came from. He doesn't understand where he is going. He wishes for some other place and time, but he doesn't know exactly what.
When I listen to him sing, I think of going home after parties and being alone. I think of summer mornings when the sun is too hot. I think of the desert, mostly. I also think of bad dreams; the kind you have when you are sick with a fever.
He is a beautiful child, like all of them. He is haunting and sad with a sort of death. Like a sunset.
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