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This piece is moving............I have often sat in the haze of contentment just listening, so moved that anyone can make magic happen with some wood and string. This is the same feeling I get each time I listen to Whitney play her violin.

Complete magic exists when a person can lose themselves in a moment. I think of the infinite spaces created in a moment.
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