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Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Performance...






Elliott played violin for his grandmother as she lay dying. He is so brave. So beautiful. The songs never sounded so hauntingly beautiful and ethereal as his violin cut through the emotional laden cold Volcano air. Minuet. Gavotte. Grandmother conducted. It was a final performance. It brought joy to my soul. Tears to my eyes. Shreds to my heart...

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