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MY MUSIC JOURNEY.
I was born in a capital city,
Of an undeveloped country.
Into a middle class family.
I lived in a street full of guitars.
My first musical instrument was,
Either guitar or harmonica,
I was very young then and can not remember,
How I got my first guitar.
It was a classical one and I played by the ears.
Fortunately, I had a chance to play other instruments too,
Mandalin, cylephone and banjo.
Then due to civil war, 
I left my family and country at a very young age.
I became a refugee.
Arrived in Australia and started learning English.
Never have the luxury of having music lessons.
And avoided all the knuckles being beaten.
With months of saving, after settling in Melbourne,
I proudly own a Yamaha classical guitar.
I continued playing till my fingers' skins grew hard.
Then one life struggling after another, 
I put all the music enjoyment aside.
Playing piano was never on my mind.
In late 1999, I received some treatments,
They were supposed to serve one purpose,
Surprisingly, they helped another.
Since then, combining my music listening abilities and memories.
I ended up playing piano easily.
I just needed a piano, sat on the stool, 
Fiddled my figures on the keyboards, 
Wah lah, I could figure out the sound,
And played a popular song,
In a matter of half an hour.
Now, I grew much much older,
It took me hours even weeks,
To master one piece of music.
My last piece of piano playing,
Will be "The Butterfly Lovers".
Then, I will be retired from playing music.
I know, there will be this day,
When I could no longer be able to play music,
I will listen to all the piece I recorded.

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