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Chapter 21

I'd never played this piece in public, or it would be more accurate to say that I had not touched this piece since the death of my parents. I lacked the courage and it was a way for me my subconscious self to escape reality. This might be the last lesson I had with them and thus I treated this piece as my parting gift to them. By offering them my most precious memory, I hoped they would remember that they once had me as a teacher. This music piece, Street Where Wind Resides. The song was etched into the depths of my memory as recollections flooded my mind; memories of the mesmerizing notes of that man's piano and his mellow voice calling out 'little miss' replayed in my head. I closed my eyes and allowed my fingers to take control of the keys as the music flowed from my piano, just like how it had once flowed from his. I mused on the title of this piece. In retrospect, the 'wind' never 'resided' in a particular 'street'. It simply passed by. This gust of 'wind' would swirl around u

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