Where dust transcends into being, where Life alloys divergent identities, where paradox foreshadows reconciliation...only there can Music be found…
From Eastern to Western soil, from the Latin aria to the Oriental reverberation, a nostalgic echo to the classical nobleness of the Violin…
Life cannot be contained, a single segment cannot possibly sustain it...the Violin encompasses many strings where Life plays its parallels, with each string bearing an identity…
Nostalgia, where Past espouses Present, where Mystery espouses Clarity.

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