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His fingers skimmed the keys Each one a distant memory. She had taught him how to play but she was also his muse. Now that she was gone who or what was there to play for anymore?

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Piano Man: letterpress typographic broadside print (11"x14")

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We'll still sing our song | When our hair ain't so blonde | And our children have sung | We were right

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Bring me in from the cold rain | I play a couple notes in exchange | They smile at me and call me their friends | But I’m just the entertainment | I’m just the entertainment

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