In a grove of trees she had never been to was a piano that had never been there. The little girl sat and played and all the forest listened, not because of skill and technique but because of innocence and joy.
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In a grove of trees she had never been to was a piano that had never been there. The little girl sat and played and all the forest listened, not because of skill and technique but because of innocence and joy.
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