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Sep 2013
There’s this old piano from my great grandparents in my parents living room.
Half the keys don’t work
And it’s out of tune.
Doesn’t mean i don’t play it
But I’m no Chopin
And I have never learned how to play the piano
But whatever I play
It is always pleasant to my ears.
piano
chopin
John Beetle
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John Beetle  London On
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