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3d
quick, oh, quick,
fingers tremble on the keys,
treble clef,
b sharp, rest and repeat,
switch to a minor,
then back to b,
pick your head up,
and breathe a sigh of relief.
(and then swear at the person in a cast,
backstage and loud,
break your little facade of being a good little child,
and please do feel proud.
i know I did.)
CONTEXT:
my partner broke his arm, we were supposed to duet and this is the result.
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   Bijan Rabiee and Liana
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