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“From the reed flute streams a melody.... cut from the agony of deeps.... for carved are the holes... and thus emerges the flute from a reed........ as the ache that enters your deeps... turns your heart to the sweetest flute... and you become a vessel for a music that fills this earth... every longing is played by the reed flute into the breeze.... as agony cut you in pieces.. .there flew your achiest of aches.... but now the reed flute has you smiling playing the sweetest melody on your lips.... for they come not through the flute... but from your soul. of the deeps... as in agony you turn to the note of ecstasy .... for though your heart is torn asunder... yet altered are they in the reed notes.... as the flute lets the notes play with the winds....”

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