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"Play the piano for me," she pleaded while leading me to a music room.

I sat down in front of a dark piano.

And played.

I let every tune root for her ears and heart. I let it speak on my place.

"Wow...what's it called?"

I touched her cheek. "First Love."



Why is it so hard.



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