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“A woman bathed in gold came out and took a seat at a piano keyboard. Behind her a second woman, dressed in similar fashion, came to sit nearby with her violin. The pianist’s fingers began to dance across the keyboard, giving it a voice. Her hands were a work of art, speaking a language that predated words.”

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Book:Fated to Love You
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