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... st, simplest and most pristine form, singing with the soul, communicating with the mind and narrating with the melody. The power to move people's hearts gives music a unique and divine beauty.

The first thing you need to do is to look at the guitar and sit quietly in the light of Renly, the randomly rolled up shirt sleeves, the sloppy drooping collarless neckline, the slightly messy and lazy curly short hair, entirely the posture of a downtrodden minstrel, but deep inside Tom's heart the ...

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