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Apr 2013
It was silent night
From black keys to white
Her hands that flows
Like a river.
Everytime
I hear the music
My heart always pound
For its melody
Like a river.
That serenade
It easily
Makes me wonder
Like a river.
From low keys to high pitch
It was all so good
Just like a river.
Ever wonder
What river sounds like
To the breeze of the air
To the splashing water
I could only smell
The fragrance of flowers
Nearby
A
River.
My sister playing a piano beside me.
jerely
Written by
jerely  Japan
(Japan)   
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