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Mar 2013
and that is You. the first time I ever really laid on eyes on you was when i saw you playing music on stage. you looked so beautiful playing, with your eyes closed, cradling your guitar while it gently wept. you create sounds and flow and loveliness every day of your life and i would be the most blessed mortal on planet earth in the presence of an angel if I could wake up every day to the sound of you playing your guitar in the next room.
Nicole M Grubbs
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Nicole M Grubbs  Michigan
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