Written by Emily Harstone | March 29, 2017
Adam played furiously, hoping she’d notice.
With my violin, I seek unity.
Violin strings sing songs of love!
He owned it, that musical freedom.
I’ll fiddle straight into your heart.
The music reaches into you soul.
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Adam played furiously, hoping she’d notice.
With my violin, I seek unity.
Violin strings sing songs of love!
He owned it, that musical freedom.
I’ll fiddle straight into your heart.
The music reaches into you soul.