A melody is played,
It's sweet signature records itself in the old man's mind,
He listens to the soft notes,
And heard within them the sound of hope.
A melody is played,
But the song had yet to be completed,
The old man takes to the tune.
In the distance you may see a figure that dances,
And by the wind his melody is carried,
As you hear the soft humming tune...
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