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Yellow//Piano
We sneak outside in the summertime.
We were piano keys, we were
Piano keys
We were somewhere else at different times in different places
We were cautious of those around us.
We were private parties, we were living bodies.
We were piano keys dancing nicely, right in line.
We were piano keys and we were alive.
We love to sneak outside.
We were piano keys, we were
Piano keys
We were somewhere else at different times in different places
We were cautious of those around us.
We were private parties, we were living bodies.
We were piano keys dancing nicely, right in line.
We were piano keys and we were alive.
We love to sneak outside.
Published 14th Jul 2021
Author's Note
yellow leaves on yellowing trees. Remembering being alive and boiling hot with passion and adventure. I remember laughing. I remember piano keys.
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