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17. Piano

Play a note on my piano and hear me sing.

I have 3 keys being pills, potions and poetry

I am the soother of souls

is my own unleashed through keys.

Keys…

Broken and sore cause not all know

How to maneuver these magical notes.

Notes that always fly over the basic prospects of life itself.

Notes that hold you down for the melody too sweet

Too sweet to stand without batting your eyelids shut, forever.

But you got close…

Close enough to smell the roses and hear my deepest pains.

And that‟s all you got, CLOSE.

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