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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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