Dear Drawn to Life
Sorry it's been almost a decade
since I first played you before
giving you this.
I'm learning to draw.
I can't yet make my drawings lifelike,
and it's a shame I can't bring them to life,
but I can still make art worth making.
I'm learning to play piano.
Yours was the soundtrack to my childhood,
and it's a shame I could never recreate the latter,
but I can still enjoy a good song.
I'm learning to be excited for the future.
My favorite level of yours was the space one,
and it's a shame I could probably never be an astronaut,
but I can still acheive great things.
Thank you for teaching me to want to learn.
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