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Jul 2015
My six string draws blood
A small price to pay for the enjoyment
of making music
~  later  ~
Callouses on every tender fingertip
(left hand)

    _
                    
Love draws blood
A small price to pay for its reward
of soul rises and laughter
~ * later*  ~
Callouses on my heart
(every time I think of you - with him)
How long before the heart, like the guitarists finger tips is desensitized.
Anto MacRuairidh
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Anto MacRuairidh  Derry
(Derry)   
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