She was but ten years of age
So young yet, in her, was a deep rage
Life did give her nothing
So much that to its every requirement she had been failing
But her heart did start beating
The day she heard the music flowing
A violin it was, played by a most handsome musician
So much that she wanted to be, like him, a violin's magician!
Frail she was, only ten
Abandoned, frightened
Left to herself in an orphanage
Yet, to voice out her heart's will, she did have the courage
She did learn to play
She did make of the violin her life's say
Why, other than for this instrument, she felt not for anything
She would never even resort to playing or even dancing
The music did fill up her empty heart
The melody did help her lose herself
She did no longer care about her sad state
To smile she did, once more, she did smile at life!
Her tutor did see in her some potential
When she played, she seemed even royal
Someday, she would grab the stars
Such he had already seen from afars
Yes, she lived only for music
Some saw in her a melodious mystic
Yes, she felt strongly for such a thing
The only thing that kept her, for a lifetime, breathing!
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