The Dewet

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There are times when

two separate entities

blend and flow together…

this image and this aria

do that for me…

not sure why

but there are times when

there is no need for a why…

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“Son nata a lagrimar / Son nato a sospirar,

e il dolce mio conforto,

ah, sempre piangerò.”

– from Handel’s Giulio Cesare in Egitto

(loose translation – I was born to cry / I was born to sigh, and my sweet comfort, ah, always I will cry)

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