At sunset we hear a girl singing. She sings, and the sound of her voice fills the area. There is we see one musical note in the garden that had fallen out of her song. A thin, flexible note moves smoothly, and I follow it inspired. She lures me into her dance, and I join in. We communicate through a rope. I am ties her and directs its movement, shapes it into a form and fixes it in a suspension on bamboo, as if on the line of a sheet music mill. She sounds with a seductive moan, reacting to my actions. Our composition is unique and born of a spontaneous fleeting reunion. I release the note, letting it sound further, and I leave, knowing that I will never forget this meeting.

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