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Music was his passion. Guitar his life. So she went on to become a string of his guitar... The best cord producing the sweetest music ever. Suddenly life happened. Fate got her pressed, bruised. Finally broken. And then... He replaced the broken string for a new one.
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May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 4:02 AM UTC
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Music was his passion. Guitar his life. So she went on to become a string of his guitar... The best cord producing the sweetest music ever. Suddenly life happened. Fate got her pressed, bruised. Finally broken. And then... He replaced the broken string for a new one.
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May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 4:02 AM UTC
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