it's the anchored sound of piano tiles
hit
struck
gently
by eagerly peaceful fingers
it's the pedal and it's sound
aching
breaking
groaning
under the pressure of beauty
when all has been stripped of
goodness
kindness
loving
it's the sound of tiles and pedals
that
remain.
May 15, 2020
May 15, 2020 at 10:26 PM UTC
it's the anchored sound of piano tiles
hit
struck
gently
by eagerly peaceful fingers
it's the pedal and it's sound
aching
breaking
groaning
under the pressure of beauty
when all has been stripped of
goodness
kindness
loving
it's the sound of tiles and pedals
that
remain.
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