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One day I woke up and realized I haven’t wrote anything yet for the year of 2020 (yeah the plague really messed up everyone’s sense of time—not saying the year will be the time where I will turn into a compositional powerhouse with consistent churning of works innumerable) so I did. I suppose this is in A minor so there isn’t any sharps & flats but yeah…
There isn’t a OneNote copy because I didn’t use it; the machine lies across the room and I couldn’t risk the muse run away and once I finish scribbling the piece is more or less complete so ain’t gonna spend time copy the manuscript into one note for the sake of consistency…