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Jul 2012
Shudder shudder 
Sometimes falls flat 
When you hit that High note 
There are tears in my eyes 
My hand caresses you 
Quiver at my touch
Up and down I feel your vibration 
The beauty of this magical thing 
Is that sweet music erupts from my violin's string
Morgan sb
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Morgan sb  24/F/California
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