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Sep 2021
L47
He didn't want the responsibility care all the burden all the slack. Picking up his guitar coming up with lyric melodies coming together as the world came apart but rebuilding itself. People leaving never feeling permanent.
Couldn't fight the change occurring. All these weird feelings and emotions learning to cope. Deal with them without losing it over reacting. The music soothed his heart his soul burned without burning out.
The vibration of the strings echoing through out his body. His raspy voice wanting to sing hold a note find a time. Trying to connect relate to the melodies.
Infamous one
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