Piano Dreams Cortes Nonet
Still piano dreams,
dreams in my head are playing.
Playing with the skills of a master,
master of debilitating your sadness.
Sadness identifies the toxicity inside,
inside metastasizing into a notification
notification of imagination amplifying in you.
You embody tenacity, fluidity, determination,
determination incinerates any hesitation.
Hesitation is acceleration for downfall,
downfall is the catalyst for a tempo.
Tempo changes fueled by emotion,
emotion will ebb and flow
flow like ivory.
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