Sweet Violin
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He gazed lovingly on his instrument. His body was lean, wearing a black T shirt and black skinny jeans. His hair was a strange blood red. He seemed so unnatural with the professionals under the harsh golden glare. His hands...they shook...just a tad... His eyes met mine. I was greeted with a horrifying green eyed glare. It jolted me out of my trance.
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