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*As I stare at you how your hands run from the keys creating sweet melody my heart calm down dancing with you oh the pianist under the white tree you're a gift to me the sweetest in the morning.*
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Nov 6, 2015
Nov 6, 2015 at 9:54 PM UTC
The Pianist under the White Tree
*As I stare at you how your hands run from the keys creating sweet melody my heart calm down dancing with you oh the pianist under the white tree you're a gift to me the sweetest in the morning.*
At the hospital
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TheFarthestPlanet
Nov 6, 2015
Nov 6, 2015 at 9:54 PM UTC
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