"I didn't bring these notes to sell them…
They were already inside everyone's heart."
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The people of Velmore…
were smiling now.
They cried,
they hugged.
Where there was silence before —
there was life now.
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In the center of the town,
a small stage was built.
Many came forward and said:
> "Please don't leave."
"Stay here with us."
"You are… our hope."
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They asked me to step up on the stage.
I hesitated.
Held my guitar gently.
Sera said softly, with a warmth in her eyes:
> "A true song… is one that helps people hear their own voice."
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I stepped onto the stage.
There were no lights.
No drums.
No loud music.
Just people.
And their hearts.
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I began to play.
A soft, gentle melody —
lighter than the wind,
but deep enough to reach inside.
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There were no lyrics.
Only notes.
> Notes that felt… alive.
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There was no strict rhythm,
and yet, somehow…
every heart beat in sync.
A little girl clutched her mother's hand and whispered:
> "Mom… my heart feels light."
An old man, placing a hand to his ear, said:
> "After so many years… I can feel something again."
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When the song ended…
People began placing coins at the foot of the stage.
Some offered clothes.
Some brought food.
Some left flowers.
I watched quietly…
but I didn't take anything.
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I just smiled and said:
> "I didn't bring these notes to sell them…
They were already inside everyone's heart."
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No one spoke.
They didn't have to.
They understood.
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That night,
I slept under the open sky…
and strummed my guitar one last time for the day.
> I didn't want fame.
I didn't want gold.
Just one song…
that could touch someone's soul.
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Volume 1 Ends
"The Song That Saved Me"