This piece represents something that happened to me in 2007. I don't like to talk about it but I decided to mourn it.

"I hear these voices, as if they were part of my being. When I get closer, they get farther away. When I move away from them, they move closer. They whisper my name, in a soft and serene voice. I think they are asking me something, but I don't quite understand. Maybe I don't have what it takes to talk to them anymore. It's as if my childlike soul has been taken away from me."