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he plays with my love with the strings of his bow it makes such a precise sound consistently on pitch he moves his hands inch-perfect on strings each tune a new sorrow each string used more infatuated then before

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onebluepeony

20 / F / new york

For You?

Written by

onebluepeony

20 / F / new york

Published: Apr 5, 2022
LinesWords: 1039

Notes: i love the sound of music, especially the violin. it always makes my heart stop and sing, on the highest pitch. it feels like floating
Tags: #violin #play #music #love #song #tune #string #pitch #sound #heart

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