3.08.2006

IV-V7-I

Always the endings are so abrupt and ad hoc.

And always I wonder where it would lead if stayed at the piano, and let the thoughts unravel. Tremblingly, I press on into the unknown, further... just a little further... but always the terror overtakes me. Frantically, I grasp for closure, like a child's first story that must conclude

THE END.

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