My broken Violin has two strings...but i still tune it...i still use it...while the maestro arranges the music...steadily stringing melodies around...creating a symphony of heavenly sounds...pleasing to the maestro's ears...my broken violin was perfect not broken as it apears...
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blakmista says: Complete truth. Deeply. Thanks for the write Wise_Notion |
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