Piano
- Jasper Demeurie
- Aug 6, 2014
- 1 min read
Alone.
No fear, no shame, the
old man came.
No boom nor bling
but beautiful, balanced and bright
he played.
The man is grey,
but colorful.
And at the end,
no applaus, no whistles.
He left.
Going home. Alone.
No fear, no shame, but
satisfied.
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