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Aug. 3rd, 2003 05:33 pmchord
seated one day at the organ, he was playing idly when his fingers suddenly formed a shape they never had before. the combination of notes opened a door in the air, a door to a perfect world, and for a moment he looked at heaven, then it faded away. he could never remember it afterwards.
seated one day at the organ, he was playing idly when his fingers suddenly formed a shape they never had before. the combination of notes opened a door in the air, a door to a perfect world, and for a moment he looked at heaven, then it faded away. he could never remember it afterwards.
