In a cluttered side street
A deaf, old pianist
Listens to his music
Through his fingers,
Which although gnarled and knobbly
As the rest of his body
Are charged with youth.
His clothing is thread and bare,
His piano has seen better days
But such a sweet melancholy
That touches the hearts
Of those who pass him by
Makes them stop,
Makes them listen for a while.
The sedate, tinkling notes
Are overriding in their gentle way
For a few moments the world pauses to listen
The sun comes out of the cloudy grey
A mother brings her child to the window
A debater holds back what he has to say
Silent crowds jam the street
outside the alleyway
Pilgrims stop by to hear the pianist play.
The notes fade into silence…
Then return
Their song is a quiet sigh
The artist’s call
To tell the truth
Embedded in a private lie.
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[b]The only reason people hold on to memories is because they are the only thing that won't change when everything else does....[/b]
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"All the world's a stage,
and all the men and women merely players:
they have their exits and their entrances;
and one man in his time plays many parts..."
— (William Shakespeare, As You Like It, 2/7)
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Seven | The Prologue - [link]
Minti: 'What's that huge Shuriken in your back?' Rida: 'It's the instrument of my Requiem for You.'
Orgulloso Miembro de la comunidad ~viva-chile
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"All the world's a stage,
and all the men and women merely players:
they have their exits and their entrances;
and one man in his time plays many parts..."
— (William Shakespeare, As You Like It, 2/7)
(A pianist myself, I love it all the more. <3 )
Great work~
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Time flies like an arrow; Fruit flies like a banana.
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Come away O human child
To the waters and the wild
With a fairy hand in hand
For the world's more full of weeping
Than you can understand.
~Stolen Child
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"All the world's a stage,
and all the men and women merely players:
they have their exits and their entrances;
and one man in his time plays many parts..."
— (William Shakespeare, As You Like It, 2/7)
--
Time flies like an arrow; Fruit flies like a banana.
~~~~
Come away O human child
To the waters and the wild
With a fairy hand in hand
For the world's more full of weeping
Than you can understand.
~Stolen Child
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"All the world's a stage,
and all the men and women merely players:
they have their exits and their entrances;
and one man in his time plays many parts..."
— (William Shakespeare, As You Like It, 2/7)
awsome
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"All the world's a stage,
and all the men and women merely players:
they have their exits and their entrances;
and one man in his time plays many parts..."
— (William Shakespeare, As You Like It, 2/7)
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