Useless Piano
An old lady living in a house
With many holes in the roof
No sound is heard coming out
From the useless piano she owns
On windy days, the wind blows
On rainy days, the rain falls
On the piano and the old lady
She plays the piano without sound
She hears the sound in memories
The sound from long long ago
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