There was a time I had to let go of music. It wasn't a choice I wanted to make, but life had other plans. For a while, everything felt still.
Then one day, in the stillness, I picked up a pen and drew my first line. It was small, but real.
Xtoryline became my space. A place where mistakes are allowed, where overthinking quiets down, where emotions find their shape in black and white.
I hope that somewhere in these lines, you find a touch of warmth or companionship. Not through words, but through a shared emotional moment.
— Loocas
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