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... epressed and lonely, like he was painfully recalling something from the past. But the audience was still immersed in the lingering sounds of the flute rising in spirals having yet to come to their senses…The sound of the flute, indeed appeared like an illusion emerged in front of their eyes showing the miracles of all living things, and also enabling them to witness the different stages of a human life, from young and immature, to beauty, to maturity, until life’s end.
It was as if the ...
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