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Mystery of the hollow box
Six tiny threads of strings I hang my feelings real.
The sound of melody that eases me, as I play with a touch of affinity.
The sequence of fretted note patterns that patches the tiny holes in my being.
A progression of chords, lacing my...
The sound of melody that eases me, as I play with a touch of affinity.
The sequence of fretted note patterns that patches the tiny holes in my being.
A progression of chords, lacing my...
