“Farewell, Mother, careworn and abiding, Farewell, Papa, faded brightness hiding. Farewell, Constanze, I took your tales to heart, Farewell, Hans, and your fumbles in the dark. Farewell, Käthe, I’m sorry I did you wrong. Farewell, Josef, may you play ever-long.…
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“I am,” I said slowly, “a girl with music in her soul. I am a sister, a daughter, a friend, who fiercely protects those dear to her. I am a girl who loves strawberries, chocolate torte, songs in a minor key, moments stolen from chores, and childish games. I am short-tempered yet disciplined. I am self-indulgent, selfish, yet selfless. I…
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