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Legend of revived harp beautiful and sad.
... Harp handed down to the square. She played all the same wonderful melodies, and with her virtuoso plunk her lover. They played and looked each other in the eye, and the audience admired them who bewitched their game. Harp played for him his melody, and the music was so delightful, what she failed to play more than ever since its inception. |
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