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Once upon a time
I met a man.
He played the piano,
cello and violin,
flute and accordion,
harp and trumpet.

Once upon a time
I met a man.
He played everything,
but I could not help to notice
he did not play.
He could not play a single note.

Once upon a time
I met a man.
He could play any instrument,
and he made angels weep
at his triumph and protection.
But he could not sing.

Once upon a time
I met a man,
who was everything and yet nothing
because he could not touch his own heart
that was blackened and corrupted with the Greed.
He frowned.

I met a man once
who had nothing.
He could not play.
He could not see.
He could not sing.