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The Sound Of The Strings
I sit and play
To the sound of the strings
They take me to a place
of nothing but peace
As the sound resonates
my body feels free
I play for the angels
that watch over me
Inspired by This Old Guitar (For Juan) by Eric cockrell.
poem
by
Dave Alan Walker
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