I found a violin in my attic one day,
I learned how to play it.
I decided that learning how to play it would make me happy.
Music offers great joy,
Especially when you are the one making it.
I played my violin every day.
Every day when I would play it I would feel peace.
It is a peace like no other,
A peace that only a violinist knows.
I do not wish to become a famous violinist,
I just wish to have peace,
I enjoy the peace from playing my violin.
Because playing it evokes such emotion that words cannot.
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