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my great grandma taught me to play the piano.
the first song i learned was fir elise.

i never forgot how to play it.
i never remembered the bass part of it though.

my grandma died, and i will miss her.
i will miss sleeping on the living room floor even though she had an extra bed.
and the little cans of treetop apple juice. playing the piano with her. waking up in the morning and watching gilligans island. going around the forest outside her house. her rock collection that she had found just walking around.

ill never get to see her again