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The Girl With The Guitar

She sits with her guitar in the corner Her hands skillful as they strum the steel strings Her guitar weeps like a soulfull mourner Saturating her sweet voice as she sings Awed I was, by this angel with a song Captured by her voice, making my heart long Others would feel this way with superstars But my star is a girl with a guitar

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Date: 7/26/2016 7:00:00 AM
Like this form - rispetto; you have made her sing to me. Good job.
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Bruce Horick
Date: 7/26/2016 7:35:00 AM
Thank you Phil.
Date: 7/26/2016 6:33:00 AM
Lovely passion in your write, Bruce.... skat
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Bruce Horick
Date: 7/26/2016 6:50:00 AM
Thanks skat..