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sometimes comes in a dream from so far within this cage of bone it seems to have no connection to me at all until i awaken and hear its refrains its memory remains i have no need to force it and consciousness simply wanes i sit at the piano i wait put my fingers to the keys the song i remember *just flows out of their tips*        i deserve no laud       i don't write the music *it is written by GOD* SoulSurvivor (C) 2013 rewritten (c) 3/2/2016
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Mar 2, 2016
Mar 2, 2016 at 8:57 PM UTC
the music
sometimes comes in a dream from so far within this cage of bone it seems to have no connection to me at all until i awaken and hear its refrains its memory remains i have no need to force it and consciousness simply wanes i sit at the piano i wait put my fingers to the keys the song i remember *just flows out of their tips*        i deserve no laud       i don't write the music *it is written by GOD* SoulSurvivor (C) 2013 rewritten (c) 3/2/2016
repost/rewrite kb inspired me to post this again with his write "The pianist"
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Mar 2, 2016
Mar 2, 2016 at 8:57 PM UTC
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