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*I still remember the day we first met. It was so magical, I will never forget. I was invited to see and try something new. But never would I have imagined I would meet you. One by one, we got to hold you and learn. I remember I couldn’t wait for it to be my turn. And when she finally placed you in my tiny hands. I didn’t expect you would change my future plans. I placed my lips on your cold silver mouthpiece. I took a deep breath and your notes broke the peace. I looked at her with impressed eyes and lips painted with glee. She praised the others, but the one she was most impressed with, was me. 11 years we have been together, where did time go? We already have so many memories, performing at every show. And the time we played for the queen, do you remember as well? I will hold you until my hands can no longer move themselves. I can’t picture a life, a childhood without you by my side. They said we were partners in crime, just like Bonnie and Clyde. And whenever I was falling, you were my never failing parachute. I love you to pieces, my old trusty flute.*
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Jun 29, 2016
Jun 29, 2016 at 4:09 PM UTC
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*I still remember the day we first met. It was so magical, I will never forget. I was invited to see and try something new. But never would I have imagined I would meet you. One by one, we got to hold you and learn. I remember I couldn’t wait for it to be my turn. And when she finally placed you in my tiny hands. I didn’t expect you would change my future plans. I placed my lips on your cold silver mouthpiece. I took a deep breath and your notes broke the peace. I looked at her with impressed eyes and lips painted with glee. She praised the others, but the one she was most impressed with, was me. 11 years we have been together, where did time go? We already have so many memories, performing at every show. And the time we played for the queen, do you remember as well? I will hold you until my hands can no longer move themselves. I can’t picture a life, a childhood without you by my side. They said we were partners in crime, just like Bonnie and Clyde. And whenever I was falling, you were my never failing parachute. I love you to pieces, my old trusty flute.*
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Jun 29, 2016
Jun 29, 2016 at 4:09 PM UTC
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