Long long ago, he used to play fi rst thing in the morning, as though to start the day right. But one morning, one ordinary morning, he suddenly smashed it into pieces in a fury of grief, without fi nishing the song. Since then, he never laid a finger on another. Instead, he confined himself to the monotony of a frame, dominated by his responsibilities. Through such a solitary confi nement, his passionate anger was entombed in the mouth of a frozen spring. He became numb to music.
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