I grew up with my Mom's lullaby. It helped me to understand who I was, where I was and most importantly I was loved and cared about... Since then I've kept hearing different lullabies, lullabies of my culture, my society, my tradition and environment. Like any other woman. These have been blue lullabies to me. Because they are sad, infinite and strong. And as a matter of fact they are deep, well established and irresistible. I loved to listen to my Mom. I still do. But sometimes I get tired. I want to sing my own lullaby- not for sleeping but for awakening...

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