Timothy and his violin

The violin is the soul and heart of all music. The shimmering notes rise and fall as softly as larks in green fields then, like crickets thrumming in the grass, the strings vibrate to create a ringing, piercing sound like the gale in the topmost tree boughs. Nothing; words nor tears can express the violin's beauty. It must be heard to be appreciated.

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