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Jun 2016
Its been a day, long and hard
We've wandered enough,
through this wood
It seems forever endless
Beautiful and painful wilderness
Dont know where we're going,
dont know what we're doing.
Lets settle down in this clearing,
and think about a life heading.
Lets get a fire going..
Keep us warm and keep us company.
Just take out your guitar
and play those strings;
Sweet memory that music brings.
Make me forget all things
Just play those strings;
Hit that octave,
that one's my fave.
I love those strings;
With every pluck a strain vanishes,
Its all i want, every trouble diminishes.
Just play those strings;
There's a promise of new mornings,
Friend, just play those strings.
Abhijit Patil
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Abhijit Patil  India
(India)   
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