This piano her absolute go-to, where it all managed to make a whole lot more sense
Replicating her very own grandmother’s awesomely inane ability
Way back when
Avid hostility bringing, stringing these eight fingers on back together – one stepping-stone pretty instigation at a fairytale time
T’was the thumbs that held the whole show together
Heaven-sent, when the replication opted upon entirely taking over
Neglecting to even so much as ponder her alcoholic mother stood rigid in a corner who gets to see all of nothing ever again
At one only now with her typically unsteadied self
When a petrified youngest daughter adamantly, irrepressively holds none of it back

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