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4:14 p.m. : Friday, Aug. 09, 2002
cast aside
skeleton shell
my fingerless keys
a silent hell
hollow ache
melodic break
quiet wish
for grandeur this..
former beauty
luster shine
loving hands
gifted thine
brass and shine
and glory be
ivory white
encased ebony
old man hiding
inside dirt of age
dressed scarlet felt
upon the stage
beautiful tune
sings aloud
standing tall
mahogany proud
to be loved once
that’s truly never enough
loved again is love
raw, real, never small stuff
this poem is… dedicated to this piano, who’s soul was born again by the hands of love!
