It is both painfully nostalgic and dear to me, and has been since I discovered it. As I play it, my heart calms and the sound waltzes upon the breeze. Oh lovely note, where are you headed? I know where you must be going. To where my faraway sister stands...
It is terribly nostalgic and lovely. It seemed like it was, from the moment I was blowing, my heart was warm and the sound was going to ride on the wind. Noises, where are you going? The place I always decide is to my far-off sister.
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