Can I just get away…
damn.
come sunrise I am running away. Leaving it all behind. Just me My violin.Those kind forgotten rhythms that use to get me through the nights…
yup. I am dropping out of school and moving to Paris…
come this time next week I will be going from club to club singing for my next meal.
Dayana Lost Lyric. Native of Haiti,daughter Of Sudan.lover
Student.
dreamer.
Activist.
Musician.
Dancer.
Feminist.
Existentialism enthusiast.
Soon I will be the voice of those without.
Music is my number one Vice.
I find the strangest things in life beautiful.
My curiosity knows no bounds.
Namaste.
GO AHEAD,ASK.
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