Joy, it brings, to hear this sound

It’s absence speaks so much, profound


Yes, I hear it so

I hear it played from piano

Every key strikes perfect chord

Every note, ordained by Lord

Come calmly, please, for you must see

The thing that plagued, but then saved me

Over there, there sits a chair

It’s occupant, so unaware

He sits on all your secrets, yes

And he will keep them close to chest

Loneliness, it grips the heart

It tears to pieces, ripped apart

Yet it can also strengthen men

Hardening what’s soft in them

Inner thoughts, our one true self

Inside the mind and it’s bookshelf

Look, and wave, at those, unknown

For in our minds, we’re all alone

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