The memory of the melody

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Years departed

The memory of the melody, like a parchment yellowed

Dust fell into slots between and a haze on veiled keys

… and then…

It awakened me, like a faint touch

Like a glint, a flame lurching

Yes, I heard it again

The recovery

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