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Dec 2015
My fingers hold the strings
My weather beaten hands
My strong and caliced fingers
Hold the strings
And I can feel the vibration
The noise becoming decoration for the air

My mind knows all the words
I play the chords
Shimmering majors
Strum away
I can feel the vibration
And every action brings me music
Torin
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Torin  charlotte NC
(charlotte NC)   
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