Bayreuth,18__
I stand alone, cradling
the score against my heart.
I have written the Master's
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a child has blessed us. Child became the reality. Angel really saw the balloon! Oh what a bliss! I go high on the chair, overjoyed. Oh please don't stop, my child...
Creative writing at its pinnacle. Absolutely wonderful, Daniel
I feel inspired by your style of writing. Your use of English is beautiful - rich flow of thought with captivating images. Thanks for sharing Daniel.