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Oct 2017
Keys.
As hard as it can be
I'm still playing my little piano.
Remember the rhythm as I go.

Pressing this and that.
The memory on the tip of my hat.
As I sit on my chair
Playing something that sounds fair.

A little music in life.
A little ocean you can dive.
To bring the spice to your core.
And to bring the emotions to the one you adore.
Vanidy
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