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The writer didn't do this, but look, I'm even more awesome than that writer.,When I finished writing yesterday, my mind was numb. Looking back on it now, I realize there are still some minor adjustments needed at the end of the book.,In my mind’s eye is always a scene – an evening twilight at the school music building during perhaps my tumultuous final year of high school. On the top floor of the music building, in one of the practice rooms, a girl plays her violin against the backdrop of the setting sun; she creates beautiful melodies that encapsulate all joys and sorrows alike. I hope you could hear this music.。

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