Music became his language, a way to express emotions he couldn’t put into words. It wasn’t long before his parents noticed his growing passion and scraped together what little they could to buy him a secondhand piano. In the evenings, after school, Anthony would lose himself in the music, finding solace in the melodies he created.
‘I know that I have less to live than I have lived. And, I feel like a child who was given a box of chocolates. He enjoys eating it, and when he sees not much left, he starts to eat them with a special taste.
MAKE READING GREAT AGAIN: ‘I know that I have less to live than I have lived. And, I feel like a child who was given a box of chocolates. He enjoys eating it, and when he sees that there is not much left, he starts to eat them […]
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