No.1 in G minor, Op.23

Some people were born to sit by a river,

Some get struck by lightning.

Some have an ear for music.

Some are artists.

Some swim.

Some know buttons.

Some know Shakespeare.

Some are mothers.

And some people - dance.
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Some days surprises come by when you least expect them,
and

The shades of black gradually flourish into the gradient hues of the rainbow.


Some times when i see that winsome smile,
then
The pains of life on earth chill off and troubles become like iced-lemon tea.

Some moments everything else around phases out,
when
Those inchoate uncertainties are quelled by that delightful sangfroid.

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And some people - make me smile
...delicate hands for intricate music :)