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I grew up in a home with a piano that sat in the lounge, calling me. Over the years we became acquainted with each other, my fingers and the keys dancing with each other in a tender exchange. Then came lyrics, gently they wove themselves around notes until they united in a place that even I had not dared to dream possible. Now, still only in my late teens, I am transcended by the act of creating music. It's a journey that has only just begun.