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The Flutist

by Mathews Abraham ✓ · 15 Feb 2017

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What worth is all the wealth of the world when it cannot obtain peace and serenity. For some soothing music flowing from a flute is sheer bliss and for some it is memories of a glorious past. The protagonist holds on to his few prized possessions and moves on !!

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