Déjà vu.

Art has a way of taking you back to when you first felt it.

To who you were back then. To what life used to look like when you first heard that song, or read that book. To where you were and whom you were with.

Whether in a cab , on the way home,
watching the rain pour down your city and the lampposts paint the streets yellow or feeling the loneliest you’ve ever felt, sitting in a room full of people.

That’s how powerfully art can heal.
It’s something so beautiful ,yet it’s tragic how only such few people are ever careful enough to experience it.

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