Lost Boy

December 29, 2012
He speaks the language,
like if he was talking actually
talking to someone.

The piano is his
forest where he can
get lost in, and
never be found.

His fingers are the
legs that run free
in the forest.

When he's on stage
he undresses his feelings
of not only his thoughts,
but his self being,...

...and in all
that makes
a maestro

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