I hope you enjoy my poem that I’ve written. I myself, do not know who this woman is, but I know she is searching like the rest of us.
She is merely a broken woman with a piano. An instrument so powerful; one she can harness the potency within. She can feel the keys beneath her fingers, waiting to be played at her will. Waiting to hum the tune that strikes into her soul. How she longs to feel the vibrancy of emotion and passion that follows each note. Even as she stops, still the echo of the phenomenon rings throughout. Her masterpiece will tie past and present; and the moon and stars will align. Fear her for she possesses a weapon far greater than any metal. Fear anyone who wields this gift of infinity.
-Grace King
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