Remembering the songs, I played,
When I was learning long ago.
But over time my interested strayed,
My life was always on the go.
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I sat there looking at the keys,
Then I started playing a tune.
The joy of it put me at ease,
I played throughout the afternoon.
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The Eighty-eight keys called to me,
They began making me smile.
Playing music, I was set free,
Suddenly, it felt so worthwhile.
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I remembered walking away,
Because it was taking to long.
Much too young I wanted to play,
With my friends is where I belong.
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My love for music still remained,
Back then it made no difference.
My reasons were never explained,
It was childish ignorance.
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Somethings are never forgotten,
It’s all coming back as I play.
The beauty is unforgotten,
I could play music all day.