My wife died.
My life was hell, but I endured.
Because I had a daughter.
Because I had to feed and raise her.
I focused on my work, and I was recognized for my ability.
I was able to enjoy the music I liked, and I was able to make my own music.
It was fun.
When I did music, I could forget the sadness of losing my wife a little bit.
My daughter, who was 5 years old when my wife died, grew up like that until she was 17.
Finally, when my music was recognized by the whole world.
I couldn't call my music my own.
And.
My daughter died.
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