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i so dearly want to learn how to play the piano.

there is sweet music here that softer falls
than petals from blown roses on the grass,
or night-dews on still waters between walls
of shadowy granite, in a gleaming pass;
music that gentlier on the spirit lies,
than tir'd eyelids upon tir'd eyes;
music that brings sweet sleep down from the blissful skies.


Nice picture
Classy... Very Classy...
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