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Mar 2014
You have one song, which is more
Than just another song to you, which
Makes you whole inside and this song
Might not always be the same one but
At every point you have this song that
You feel fulfills you, and you will listen
To it again and again and again, but I
Am not satisfied by merely listening, I
Will have to master it, to understand it
Fully, every word and every note, to be
Able to channel this song, through my
Fingers and onto the strings, perfectly
Until the strings all vibrate endlessly
Go blurry before my vision and I play
No longer by sight but by repetition
My fingers flying off their own accord,
'till I play not with my brain but with my
Heart and my soul and some desperate
Animal instinct to hold on to something.
Written by
Vitis Lio
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