'The notes keep going out of my mind.
I still here in nowhere playing my violin.
The sweetest symphony.
The melodic, the rythmic one.
I fell in love, how?'
'My eyes can see the true about you.
the stave of my eyes will be placed on your skin. You can not help it.
You'll use the magic in the end.'
'As i lay dying, My body would be fading away.
As i am hearing you, my intelligence will run away.'
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