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... to their heads and those around her sank into a moment of silence.
The little girl’s long lashes hung down. White and soft fingertips strung the strings and pressed down lightly, achieving an ethereal and clear sound.
The flat surface of her fingertips touched the strings and lightly strung across the strings, the notes left a long aftertaste behind.
The little thing was dressed in a snow colored Ru skirt and hugged the pipa, her little fan-like lashes drooped down, makin ...
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