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Before the Starchild Fell to Earth

Starchild began as a poem from my anthology Before the Day Kills the Night. I didn’t plan to make it a song — it just kept returning, like something unfinished. It carried both darkness and tenderness, and it mirrored the way I see the world. This December, it becomes my first song — a translation of exile into sound.

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