For the friends who threw
their bodies into sound.
For the ones who like it turned up loud.
So, I scan what I got. Remix the pieces.
Smash them them into digital collages.
It happened naturally as a result of archiving.
It’s evidence.
It’s fragments of sounds that shaped me.
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