Crescent
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Crescent, a song or piece that I have been making in the week of March 23 and it reminded me of a crescendo moving piece, in a late night sky. And I thought of Crescent, and it is beautiful, first made for a ukulele, then an extended version in Viola and then made for a Violin, and later for guitar. :)
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