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*dan's pov*

i taste.. the cool peppermint candy upon my tongue

i smell.. the soothing vanilla candle placed on the shelf, the warm fireplace beside me

i see.. the monochromatic keys, my fingers pressing into them firmly, the intricate music notes on a worn book

i feel.. the smooth keys beneath my fingertips, my foot against the sustain pedal, the vibrations of the delicate yet powerful instrument before me

i hear.. nothing

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