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Friday, June 30, 2006

* Today


There was an empty hall
Still with silence
Light shone through faraway windows
A lone grand piano
Lay covered in the shadows
Dust flew as she exposed the keys
And she played
An Italian tune from long ago
By heart
With fingers slipping
From a dull ache

Soon she forgot
Even the tears

Until the music faded

And the quiet moved her.



xo
anna

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