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The guitar strings think of you when they play this tune

The C chord is the curvature of your body when you lay gracefully

The G chord is the grandeur of your personality in public

The A chord is your accent when you say good morning

The D chord is your demeanor all the time

The F chord is how your hair falls on your shoulders

The E chord is how I will love you eternally

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