Why are you always playing that piano?
Because it gives me life.
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How?
The songs die when I stop playing. Giving them life gives me a reason to still move my fingers. It gives me life.
Can you teach me?
And why would you want to learn now?
I dont know. Maybe I could use with some life as well.
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