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Closing her eyes Drawing the bow across the string Tears swell As the notes begin to ring A deep forlorn note Sorrowful and low Echoes from the violin Passionate and slow She tells her sad story On the wistful winds As a grim lament For her lover lost begins The melody is bitter sweet Full of passion and pain Reaching its crescendo In the fiery refrain This is how she has learned to make it through the night Telling her story to the stars Reading the notes by moonlight