Cameron Winter

1)

I think that when he looks at pianos, 

The keys are stained and worn in 

With grooves and dents,

In the shapes of his fingerprints,

And they are begging him to take a break,

2)

But he will never stop;

He will always keep playing because he knows that 

Music is all there really is. 

There is music, and then there is wind, and then there is 

Nothing.

3)

On a gigantic ass stage

Alone

From between the bars of a crib,

Falling apart. Falling apart. Falling apart.

wph

VT

17 years old

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