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My passion is ...

reading

I know too much about ...

nothing

My parents always told me ...

be honest

My childhood ambition ...

to learn English

My favorite memory ...

reading magazines at the seaside

Why I write ...

to broaden my horizons and challenge myself

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

U2 One. I am reading right now A portrait of a lady again

My first job ...

translating a letter

My best moment ...

having a walk with my partner

My inspiration ...

everything: life, emotions around me, sun, laughter

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Music: 55 of 170

One day in the evening, a piano is waiting For a little girl to start practising. "Where is music?", a piano was thinking. A little girl a piano was terribly missing. Even more a quiet piano is missing the music, And the little fingers of a girl. The sound of music is nowhere in sight, Because the little girl is not at home tonight. She is enjoying the music in a concert hall. From time to time, her thoughts on her piano fall. She floats through music with a happy face. She thinks that she is in a better place. Surrounded with her beloved piano and friends. Music is also there and fun neve...
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