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		<title>Mirror to my soul</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I grew up trying to be everything to everyone so much that I completely lost sight of who I really was. For several years, I woke up everyday without a hint of what was the purpose of my passage here on earth. I was trying as hard as I could to fit into the world’s <a class="excerpt_more" href="http://www.mariloumusic.com/2011/09/mirror-to-my-soul-2/?lang=">[...]</a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I grew up trying to be everything to everyone so much that I completely lost sight of who I really was. For several years, I woke up everyday without a hint of what was the purpose of my passage here on earth. I was trying as hard as I could to fit into the world’s idea of «me» and do what was expected from someone «like me»… But… I ended up never having a chance to meet myself, discovering my real interests and feelings</p>
<p>I was 18 and had already become a master at hiding how I sincerely felt, but somehow I could feel something dying inside. How could have I known it was my soul?</p>
<p>I felt alive again the day I realized what I was not, and understood that I didn’t need to change to become someone…I do wish everyone can find as many meanings in these few words as I have.</p>
<p>And that’s when I started writing the album.</p>
<p>I had never expected this musical process to influence every single aspect of my life so deeply. Music has been the doctor, the friend, the thermometer, the tool I needed to guide me through the wonders of my own self.</p>
<p>And so, here I am today, offering the best of what I have gotten to understand of myself in the past years. Vulnerable and fragile, but strongly convinced no matter what people think of it, there is no other way I could have done this.</p>
<p>«60 Thoughts a minute»’s like a mirror to my soul… I hope y’all will see a bit of yourself in it!</p>
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