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Encore
When my time comes to an end.
I'll sit behind the great piano,
And my fingers will slide against the keys,
Of black and white; of light and dark,
And I'll play my tale,
With the world as my witness,
I'll change chords at whim:
Playing the hurt of my heart,
The joy of my laughter,
And the passion of my romance,
And all the world will listen;
To my grand encore.
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The Stars in my Hands
PoetryThe stars in my hands: is a poetic prose work capturing each star in 3 short poems. Alexander Lorien
