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Aug 2020
With the taps of the keys
and puddles pooling
with runs of the strings
and droplets swaying
with sounds so maternal so soothing
a song plays,
ever so know
yet not a single note
out of place
with every stroke,
the fingers play
from a raging storm  
relentless unity
to  a tranquil dance
every  so changing
with every note
an understanding
Random lines & ryhmes
lophihits
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