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I Just Play

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I envy his composure
I envy how effortlessly he does it
"Play for me." I command
He begins
His fingers dance across the keys
the notes tie together
and make a sweet melody
that melts me to the bone
The beautiful music echoes
off of the walls and fill my ears
with joy
"How?" I ask
"What do you mean?" He replies
"How do you do it?"
"I don't know..." He says
"I just play."




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