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Last published Mon, Feb 15, 2016
I would practice over and over again . But I felt as if I could not even make one one right. My fingers lightly move up and down the piano . All I feel is one wrong note after another. I wonder if people where just being nice when they said I was good. My world felt incomplete with out that one thing that made me happy. But when I heard the most beautiful violin and viola play I remember.
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