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ㅤ 𝐀 beautiful voice flowed from within the silent room. Like a night lulaby that soothes the listener, even lullabies themselves feel challenged when they hear it. 𝗔 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗮𝗻 closes his eyes, enjoying how his frail fingers press every block of the ℳusical ℑnstrument being played, his eyes are closed looking for identity in one's own image, lost in a feeling of happiness and confidence. 𝔅𝔢𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔦𝔣𝔲𝔩 curves embraced by suits are very elegant and simple.

ㅤ 𝐎ver time the minutes and time, between the ticking hands, equals a racing heart rate. Finger movements and hand swings deliver emotion with every pressure. The lyrics of the song that are played lead to the serenity like a river flowing between the rocks looking for a gap to pass through, the beautiful sonnet accompanies every resulting movement. Closed eyes have now opened 𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓯𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓵𝔂 to see how fly the resulting tone, a pair of ears sparkling hearing the beauty of the tones put together. Feel the atmosphere of serenity and euphoria of pleasure.

ㅤ 𝐓ired and a mixture of satisfaction filled his chest cavity, thin plum lips forming a beautiful curved carvings of his 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 face, his curved fingers slowly began to tire of pressing the blocks of the ℳusical ℑnstrument he was playing. The breeze entered the gap in the open window frame. Voices and notes filled with rhythm and regular tempo slowly stopped when the master stopped playing the 𝐩𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨.ㅤㅤ ㅤ
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