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A broken bow Across a long lost violin
To me, the man is the broken bow, and the long-lost (dead) violin. Together, at one time, they combined to form something beautiful, and when she died, he was left without a crucial element of his life. In his despair, he became broken.
A broken bow Across a long lost violin
To me, the man is the broken bow, and the long-lost (dead) violin. Together, at one time, they combined to form something beautiful, and when she died, he was left without a crucial element of his life. In his despair, he became broken.