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o, how tender, o, how sweet the tune you make from your leather seat. dear piano man, do play on your songs of old from years long gone. make me recall with shivers all the memories i hide about love lost and new love found as you play by my side.

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subhelic

Published: Oct 24, 2014
LinesWords: 1551

Notes: i watched an amazing pianist's little concert recently.
Tags: #memories #music #piano

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