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My Piano

My Piano
My personal Music
My fingers
Singing a melody
That, at first,
Only they can hear,
Only they can share.
Flats for when I
Fall below the
Below the road
Sharps, over eccentric
Too much enthusiasm
To cushion me when I
Back to Middle C.
My Piano
My Music

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