The memory is showing up too frequent
the old white piano with the scar on side.
Something inside on last days does not give me
to visit it, to play it one more time.
Time doesn't regret the instrument. Its keypad
lost lots of keys from wet in autumn time.
They need repairing as and my character,
which had been crushed with sad events of life.
Warm sounds birth in mind and seem too queer
for the old flat, which has been left by us.
And mind doesn't give to push down any key once,
remembering all people from the past...
by Thea Ariss
03.02.2026
An old piano. Memory shards
© Copyright: Тея Арис, 2026
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