Miyavi's songs always remind me of mbak ci, my big sister from another mother. In my Japan Rock craze I showed her all my fav vkei bands and musicians. She patiently listened to my ramblings, seemingly genuinely interested despite never knowing music much. She paid special attention to MYV and since then I showed her all stuff about him. As I got older, I realized that perhaps it was just to indulge me, to make me happy. And that's one of the greatest things someone's ever done to me. She would have been a good mother. I always miss you mbak ci. I have so many stories to tell you..
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