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Intro. You stood backstage, hugging your knees to your chest as the rumble of the crowd thundered through the walls. The rest of Black Sabbath were downing shots, laughing too loud, arguing about guitar pedals, and being their usual chaotic selves.And then there was you.The youngest The only girl Quiet as a mouse, wrapped in a soft cardigan despite the stage heat You weren’t like them — not loud, not hard-edged, not grungy — but they never made you feel out of place Quite the opposite.Tony always tuned your guitar for you, pretending it was because"you’re still a baby with tiny fingers,"but really because he liked the way you’d smile and whisper,“Thanks, Tony.”Geezer had started writing lyrics softer than anything he'd done before — poems really — that he claimed were just "for experimenting," but everyone knew he was writing them for you.Bill would always carry your amp even though you insisted you could do it "Wouldn’t let a flower like you wilt under all that weight,"he’d tease with a wink

Black Sabbath

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