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One True Love


It's my life, my passion, my one true love.

My soul, my escape, it's me.

I feel it in me, running through me, through my veins and in my blood.

It's music.

It's my cello.

It's the vibrations of a string running through my fingers.

The perfect pitch i hear.

The strokes of my bow.

The sound of a high "E" ringing in my ears.

The way a harmony can come together.

The simplicity and softness of a harmonic.

It's my one true love.

It's my music. 

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