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He takes a fiddlestick and gently Starts to caress his violin, Creating magic sounds intently That take all those around him in. A miracle enfolds our bodies, The real world exists no more When into music he embodies What was concealed in him before. Celestial, amazing beauty Flows to our ears from fairy lands, Enchanting splendor that’s on duty Of his divinely gifted hands. And in our world that’s getting rougher, By shedding music from above, He comforts those who deeply suffer, Inspires those who are in love. This man’s a gift the world desires. His talent makes our hearts rejoice. So strongly humankind admires And loves his soul’s amazing voice.
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Feb 26, 2020
Feb 26, 2020 at 2:59 PM UTC
Violinist
He takes a fiddlestick and gently Starts to caress his violin, Creating magic sounds intently That take all those around him in. A miracle enfolds our bodies, The real world exists no more When into music he embodies What was concealed in him before. Celestial, amazing beauty Flows to our ears from fairy lands, Enchanting splendor that’s on duty Of his divinely gifted hands. And in our world that’s getting rougher, By shedding music from above, He comforts those who deeply suffer, Inspires those who are in love. This man’s a gift the world desires. His talent makes our hearts rejoice. So strongly humankind admires And loves his soul’s amazing voice.
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Feb 26, 2020
Feb 26, 2020 at 2:59 PM UTC
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