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the winds are howling
but I'll stay here
and play my grand piano;
the frost gathers on the panes
and the cold edges into my marrow
but I will stay here and continue
to play my grand piano -
and when the sheet music is done
and the snow has drifted against my door
I will write my heart more notes,
and keep playing my grand piano.
but I'll stay here
and play my grand piano;
the frost gathers on the panes
and the cold edges into my marrow
but I will stay here and continue
to play my grand piano -
and when the sheet music is done
and the snow has drifted against my door
I will write my heart more notes,
and keep playing my grand piano.
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I love how gracefully the passage of time is described in this one. Beautiful. Enchanting.