Another sunset without you. How precious were those little moments… how futile are these tardy words. I didn’t get a chance to tell you, although I sensed that you have known. I mourned your soul before departure, while you just smiled and spread the light. And so you’re here, among, within me. This music makes us whole again.
In Memory of Ryuichi Sakamoto
[ 1952 – 2023 ]
[ 1952 – 2023 ]
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