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I thought I'd posted this last night. Nope. Guess I choked.
That's fair, with the topic at hand.
For decades I made my voice high to hide. And then in private I'd sing as low as I could, for pleasure.
Now I'm a bass, learning a whole new clef of singing.
And it's a delight!! I adore it!
I cannot go back, I cannot go silent. I will not self-sacrifice, as Maya Angelou did when she thought her voice had harmed another. MY VOICE WILL BE HEARD!
...and then I'll duck out of sight to do my shaking, as my belly wants to part from anything I've eaten in the previous few days...
— FriarMir
I thought I'd posted this last night. Nope. Guess I choked.
That's fair, with the topic at hand.
For decades I made my voice high to hide. And then in private I'd sing as low as I could, for pleasure.
Now I'm a bass, learning a whole new clef of singing.
And it's a delight!! I adore it!
I cannot go back, I cannot go silent. I will not self-sacrifice, as Maya Angelou did when she thought her voice had harmed another. MY VOICE WILL BE HEARD!
...and then I'll duck out of sight to do my shaking, as my belly wants to part from anything I've eaten in the previous few days...
— FriarMir
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