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>ahhh…takes me back to my wanderings through Czc8h&#e230;searching for the perfect violin many years ago. It lies beside me now, tucked away in a velvety bed that is the colour of tonight’s sky – its strings lax from neglect. Perhaps tomorrow, I will dip into the darkness and have a fiddle. Thanks for evoking the memory. I loved this story…
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