It's from the Spring Waltz OST. Honestly, the piano and chimes are beautiful.
So much going on in my mind, so much to figure out
But no time. But no way.
No way to fix things that I don't even understand how they happened.
'It uses the sunshine as its muse but can be written in the most bitter of ink.'
It's from the Spring Waltz OST. Honestly, the piano and chimes are beautiful.
Sincerely, Maryanne signing off at, 7:03 PM
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