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Last Dance.

Piano, play Don’t let me down, don’t let my fans down, let me dream one more time.

Can’t believe it’s over. What a ride!
for me one I wanted to burn; instead, I went off slowly.

more time I wanted to be the arsonist, now I’m a firefighter.

But on stage, I am free, I show my true face, music sets me free.

I look at my audience. They grew up with me, loved with my music, cried, had
sex. I created their memories.

I feel like God on stage, a god who has come to the end of his days, but still
revered and respected, even if no longer capable of working miracles.

Let’s give them one last show they won’t forget, piano.

We go on stage, the last dance, and then home!

Acrylic on Canvas
i: 20’ by 30’
2019