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Your daughter's drawing is precious! Absolutely magical.
I am so sorry about the music. So sorry. There are times when I feel that all I have left is music.
Maybe your daughter has an intuition and insight into your need for music again.
...You almost had your hooks in me, didn't you, dear?
You nearly had me roped and tied...
Sweet freedom whispered in my ear
You're a butterfly, and butterflies are free to fly...
Thank God my music's still alive.
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