Piano
The way my hands glide
across the black and white keys
The numbing sound when
chords are played
The feeling when my
foot hits the pedal
The way each key seems to
flow with one another
The joy I feel
when completing a piece
The overwhelming sense of relaxation
that fills my body
The frustration that takes over
when learning a new song
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