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The dream of a genius is broken, and the talent is almost exhausted. Lost musicians, revealing the essence of sound


Before his family exiled him, Frederick Kreiburg desperately needed a change in his life.


The aroma was me, but it slowly faded with time. Once it faded, it casts me into the abyss where the light from my eyes extinguished.


Only music could help him escape the voices in his head. Music was his salvation in this world, the ark of life that would help him through the flood.


The dream of a genius is broken, and the talent is almost exhausted. Lost musicians, revealing the essence of sound


Before his family exiled him, Frederick Kreiburg desperately needed a change in his life.


The aroma was me, but it slowly faded with time. Once it faded, it casts me into the abyss where the light from my eyes extinguished.


Only music could help him escape the voices in his head. Music was his salvation in this world, the ark of life that would help him through the flood.


The dream of a genius is broken, and the talent is almost exhausted. Lost musicians, revealing the essence of sound


Before his family exiled him, Frederick Kreiburg desperately needed a change in his life.


The aroma was me, but it slowly faded with time. Once it faded, it casts me into the abyss where the light from my eyes extinguished.


Only music could help him escape the voices in his head. Music was his salvation in this world, the ark of life that would help him through the flood.


The dream of a genius is broken, and the talent is almost exhausted. Lost musicians, revealing the essence of sound


The aroma was me, but it slowly faded with time. Once it faded, it casts me into the abyss where the light from my eyes extinguished.


Only music could help him escape the voices in his head. Music was his salvation in this world, the ark of life that would help him through the flood.


Before his family exiled him, Frederick Kreiburg desperately needed a change in his life.


The dream of a genius is broken, and the talent is almost exhausted. Lost musicians, revealing the essence of sound


The aroma was me, but it slowly faded with time. Once it faded, it casts me into the abyss where the light from my eyes extinguished.


Only music could help him escape the voices in his head. Music was his salvation in this world, the ark of life that would help him through the flood.


The aroma was me, but it slowly faded with time. Once it faded, it casts me into the abyss where the light from my eyes extinguished.


United States 趨勢

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