Nothing in this world can forfeit truth,
or bitter longing, as could words in song.
This is real as I have found it to be, true
‘til now on this ignoble day that always
greets the next with amicable gesture
anyway. Lo, there is no denying blessing
in each breath we take to say ‘I’m well.’
There’s no repeal with sorrow ‘spite its word
that hides some basic harmony. My words,
they seek infallibility within; without,
I cannot promise anything devout
or free of all sensation. Still, by will
of all that is ‘tween earth and sky above,
no wretched thing may dim this music that we love.

Born: December 14th 1988 Oakland, CA

Hometown: Middletown, CT

Label: Unsigned

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(860) 830 1693

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