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Dec 2015
My fingers touch the strings
everything's connecting
we're not strangers..
The title may seem odd, but for me this is about my guitar. I haven't played it in a while, and today as I did I was reminded why I began to in the first place. I used to always play when I was sad or happy, similar to the way I write poetry now. Maybe I will slip back into song writing. Who knows.
Jellyfish
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Jellyfish  26/F/Under The Sea
(26/F/Under The Sea)   
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