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Nov 2020
G45
If been writing for years and asked, "what are you going to do with it?" It started out as an outlet then it became my voice. A way to express myself without my feelings and emotions being twisted. The worse feeling is when you talk to people, and they give you a blank stare because they aren't listening, or don't care.
Looking at my bass guitar. Praying I had the patients to learn able to read tabs. Thinking of my grandpa; he tried to teach me to play by ear. It was fun but he's impatient with and expect perfection.
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