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My PianoThe piano is the one thing that won’t let me fall. Though the long school days and the "you’re never good enough nights" my piano is there. It silently sits in the corner contemplating the sweet symphony it will control my fingers to play. When I finally get a chance to sit and play a tune the piano takes over and melodic sounds erupt. The piano is solitude, wonder, and grace. It never moves yet it can't sit still. So many wonderful keys and so many potential combinations how can one ever decide what to play. One person can not but with the piano guiding you, one can.My Piano
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