You wake up to the sound of a distant violin. The sound is sad and far away, but it follows you through the house and then to the street.
People stare as you pass, cars stop so the drivers can get out and watch you walk by, everyone is stunned by the sound of the lonely violin playing inside you.
People stare as you pass, cars stop so the drivers can get out and watch you walk by, everyone is stunned by the sound of the lonely violin playing inside you.
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