Poetry

Freedom

Sweet Music

Mellow Music

Slower pace

Snails embrace?

Let the tune take over

Senses in disarray following the notes as they play

I sit at my piano

No white and black bars, but squares instead

Perfectly placed thanks to some technological genius sitting at his polished desk

Typing away

I play my instrument

My tune of words playing on without a care in the world

No rhyme

No rhythm

Let me play my instrument

As I will today

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