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Jul 2018
watch as the strings vibrate
move up an octave, wait,
forward roll, double thumb
and pick,
pick,
pick
until your fingers are numb,
wait
vibrate
wait,
wait for it,
pick, thumb
index, middle,
in a muddle
I'll rest for now.
John Edward Smallshaw
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
(68/Here and now)   
192
   Jamadhi Verse and Jai Rho
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