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Play,Grand Piano, Play...
Sitting here with nothing but inspiration, writing another song for ovation; it may be brief or very long, sound lively or really sad! And what concerns me is: will it be well-received and claimed a masterpiece, or know the fate of oblivion? Play,grand piano, play... and let these fingers create what no composer ever invented; and let this music survive others that simply lay,under thick dust, on shelves of forgotten names! Staring out at the raging sea, these notes remind me of misery... recalling faces and placed I admire; my only consolation is to send out a message, that universal message to people in rage... people who are denied their right of expression! Dance, brightly dance,o peoples of Humankind... singing aloud the melody of the sympathetic one, who shares the sorrow of this troubled age! Play,grand piano,play... to sound almost divine, as deep feeling and intense passion intensify; and if all are listening, let the joyful rhythm take their frantic souls away... to whichever place they wish to be! And there they'll be rejoicing, calling out aloud the name of sacred liberty! My days are closing in and I catch the last bright sunset; play,grand piano,play...until you hear my last, weary breath! Copyright 2008 by Andrew Crisci
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