December 14, 2017
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The leaves crumble and crunch under every step I take. Having enough time to find my everything was. The smell of burnt wood and wet ground. I see the lay out of were my everything was. My family, The only thing that made me smile was all gone. The last thing and only thing that did not burn. Just a little crisp from the touch of the flames. I graze my hand across the cover and lift it up to revel the keys. I gently push down on one of the keys. To break the silents. The key as soft as thier whispers but as high as thier screams.

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