Chopin was emotional, but not mawkish. Feeling is very far from sentimentality, The preulde tells of pain, not reverie. It hurts, but he doesn't show it.
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You talk of my hatred. Your hatred was no less.
I feel so shut out, I'm always homesick. But when I get home. I find it's something else I'm longing for.
It's disgraceful how lazy I've been of life.