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Beyond Rangoon

DSC_0804It was a sad, beautiful, melancholy song. A simple set of finger bells in one hand and a small wooden clicker in the other to keep time and provide the rythm line.                         
The voice was pure, though I understood not a word.
Propped up on one side by a primitive wooden crutch- a proxy for her lost leg, her other arm was tended by a small child. His job- collect the alms and place them in the small metal can hanging on the crook of her arm.
They passed on up the alley and her  voice eventually faded into the darkness, swallowed by the streets of Chinatown, Yangon.