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gentle fingers as light as a feather but strong and rough as a spider.
playing different keys to the song in their heads.
notes popping out in front a piano.
the wind, water, and earth giving life to the world.
a girl crying, a boy laughing and a baby sleeping rolled into one.
the world is silents and still as if everyone is sound asleep.
the only sound is the wings of butterfly flying by.
when the sun rises the world is at its brights.
but when the sun sets its at its ends.