Sunday, January 6

-windy tears-

Wind gently brushing pass my cheek,
bringing chill and cold to heart,
cold as i felt along the lines my tears have taken paths.
Brought away by the wind that comes to comfort.

As keys and notes comes off the beau of the piano,
melodies of piano sweetly, smoothly flows into me,
capturing my feelings along with the lightness of the notes,
an feelings of lightness floatings within me.

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