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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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Casey

Wavering

 

Wavering

(album: Where I Go When I Am Sleeping - 2018)


I've let melancholy permeate my epidermis, it resonates with every word and I'm stirred awake at night, because my mind is but a pendulum that oscillates, it swings from grief that suffocates to brevity my voice can't shake, I stutter when I speak cos I'm still so weak.

I guess the notion of content has always felt incongruent. But it took a long time to be honest with myself about the solipsistic attitude I take towards my health.

Oh, how it pains me to admit it but I'm far from self-sufficient;
My independence stolen by persistent mental illness.

Please don't mistake my silence for ignorance I'm trying to be better at this, but I'm sick and tired of self-abusing, and making excuses for why I hesitate to lead a life that should elate me, I'm remind daily that my depression can't be justified, but I can't seem to quieten down my mind. I've always been ashamed to say that maybe I need help, but it's either that or face the fact I may end up killing myself.

I can't tell if I'm a coward for being scared to leave, or if I'm brave for staying when I'm riddled with worry. So, this is an open letter to myself in 10 years' time, I'm sorry if you're not around to read this, I swear that I tried.

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