She sits with perfect posture,
The ivory keys await her touch,
The notes on the page in front of her,
Pleading to be heard,
Respectful silence engulfs the audience,
A single note sounds,
Startling the silence,
Like a solitary bird chirping in the morning
Notes pour from the piano,
Like raindrops,
Hesitantly,
Then,
Full of confidence,
Somewhere,
In the sea of notes,
Hides a young girl,
But all that is noticed,
Is the music.
AWESOME!
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