The pianist sat down at the grand piano, his fingers poised above the keys. The audience grew silent as he began to play. The notes flowed from his fingers, each one perfect and full of emotion. His eyes closed as he lost himself in the music, and the room was filled with a sense of wonder and awe.
When he finished, the audience erupted into applause, but he remained seated, tears streaming down his face.
He knew that in that moment, he had touched something deep within himself, and he was grateful for the gift of music.
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Beautiful