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Jun 2018
Energy flowing into those little fingers

as they ran across the keys

making my head to spin

and my thoughts scatter all over.

But then again, with so much force

they produce magnificent sounds

and I see my future right ahead.

My broken heart mended

and my torn skin regenerated.

Marvellous, as I watched those little fingers

play my thoughts to sleep

and I, nodding slowly to the rhythm in my head.
and i thought i could not feel love but love is in the tiniest of things in life if only it is noticed
Ifeoma
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Ifeoma  23/F/canada
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