In the realm where ivory keys reside, A symphony of feelings comes alive, Piano's touch, a bridge of sound, Unveils emotions, uncharted ground.
With every note, a story unfolds, A tapestry of tales, untold, Fingers dance like raindrops light, Creating melodies that take flight.
From depths of sorrow to heights of glee, The piano's heart sets emotions free, Keys are pathways to a world unseen, Where passions dwell, and dreams convene.
A delicate touch, a gentle stroke, Elicits whispers the heart invokes, Each chord a vessel, every key a door, Unlocking realms we yearn to explore.
In softest whispers or thundering roars, Piano's voice echoes along distant shores, A language universal, transcending speech, A canvas for emotions, far-reaching and deep.
As moonlight spills on its polished frame, The piano weaves a silent claim, Uniting hearts in a harmonious rhyme, A conduit for emotions, transcending time.
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