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  • Whistles: Small Instruments with a Clear Voice by Ukeuniverse003
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    Whistles are among the simplest yet most charming wind instruments in the world of music. Typically made of metal or wood, they produce sound when air is blown through a narrow channel, striking a sharp edge. Despite their basic design, whistles are capable of rich melodic expression, especially in folk traditions. The tin whistle, popular in Irish and Celtic music, is the most recognized form. With just six holes and a bright, sweet tone, it brings life to traditional tunes and ballads. Other types, like the slide whistle or tabor pipe, are used in various genres ranging from comedy to classical. Whistles are affordable, portable, and easy to learn, making them ideal for beginners. But in the hands of a skilled player, they can be as expressive as any instrument-proof that simplicity often speaks the loudest in music.
  • Aquaphobia by fanfixtionlol
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    This story is about a girl named Jennie who has a hidden fear of water. She decided to become a lifeguard to get over her fear and to make some extra money. This is her daily life as a lifeguard who plot twist also Has asthma and anxiety along with her fear of water! Please enjoy reading and take this story to your imagination!💖
  • Let Me Teach You Love by whitepage
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    Adriana meets her new hot neighbor Cameron and tries her best to not fall for his charm. Will she end up with Cameron, or will she be able to resist him? FULL OF HUMOR AND SWEETNESS xx Honestly, just click on the first chapter :) Give it a chance xx
  • Whistling Rush by hfsyllables
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    Ever felt how fast we move? How unconsciously we float away? Ever felt the wind feels to swipe past while you stand still. Alone. Devoid of any thoughts but still feel the hustle of the rush? This poetry collection, I hope, finds you all safe and well. HFSyllables x ----- Not that it matters, but for those who believe in the number game: # 1: song-collection: 2021-6-12 till 2021-6-28 #3: songwriting: 2021-1-8 #101: double #288: songwriting #115: verses: 2021-6-18
  • The whistles by AREYOUREALLYFOUR
    AREYOUREALLYFOUR
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    Idk what this is ... in which wars begin breaking out between countries, people dying in the battleground and homes turned to dust, at first people remained calm and assured that the government would figure and settle disputes, but just days after, officials sit in there office,- knuckles white, cold sweat running down there heads. they've come to the realization that there would be no civil negotiation with other countries. soon every one would turn there guns at each other, trembling from the sheer heat of the flames that engulf what used to be called home. smoke blinding, screams deafening and the realization that hope was a cruel story made for children. everyone smart enough had long realized a world war was soon to break, but this was not like any other war where even though death loomed behind you, you'd still have a chance to survive and make headlines. With every country equipped with explosions that could wipe have the face of earth, every inch of earth responsible for holding something that brought pride to the country. did it make sense? was all that they could lose worth what they could gain?
  • A Blast From the Past by Climax9
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    Determined to find the site of a logging town his grandfather told stories about, follow John in this short story as he comes to discover much more than he anticipated.
  • The bear, the drum and the whistle by olliviva
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    A story about a bear, new years celebration and the Romanian snow forests