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Dec 2015
Down the evening hallway
Across the silent parkway
The wise of a dawn rises
A one we hear that cries

The piano walks to the yard
Strings tug leaving its prison
The piano stands on the horizon
Playing before the morning light

Into our ears so vividly clear
It takes us far away from fear
We will watch and hear the dusk
A heaven where it will take us

The piano walks to the yard
It casts out a frowning tune
Yet we smile close to it
Reaching our time of love
Shayne Campbell
Written by
Shayne Campbell  24/M/Canada
(24/M/Canada)   
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