In the room where moonlight softly gleams, A piano waits, a vessel for dreams. Its keys, like poetry, in silence reside, A maestro's touch, on each note it confides.
Wooden frame, an artisan's delight, A symphony awakened in the quiet night. Ebony and ivory, a timeless dance, In the piano's embrace, emotions enhance.
Majestic instrument, tales untold, In melodies, secrets gently unfold. A serenade that echoes through the years, Harmony unveiled, calming all fears.
So let the piano's voice resound, In its chords, a universe is found. A maestro's creation, a poet's delight, Guiding hearts through the symphony of night.
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