It is about 4am and maths is taking its toll on me. As a place of comfort and care-free, I drift swiftly into the house of Jazz. To my surprise I find Hiromi, waiting in the doorway of my soul with her piano. "Please..." I bid her to continue, "...don't mind me. I'm just here to listen." Hope my soul was as perfect a stage as it was a playground for creativity. Goodnight mense...
It is about 4am and maths is taking its toll on me. As a place of comfort and care-free, I drift swiftly into the house of Jazz. To my surprise I find Hiromi, waiting in the doorway of my soul with her piano. "Please..." I bid her to continue, "...don't mind me. I'm just here to listen." Hope my soul was as perfect a stage as it was a playground for creativity. Goodnight mense...
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