At times, I need to tell and retelling myself:
Those were the days but it's passed now.
Moving on to the next chapter, for myself, for good.
The sadness and frustrations, I would unleash.
Into something I called rage.
A rage to fulfill my targets.
A good one.
Always something and everything.
Pray for the best!
p/s: A grand piano is still a dream far-fetched, still, a 72 keys keyboard wasn't half bad either. Some melodies to soothe at least. Hiks :)
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