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This old guitarWalking deserted streets, this city dark I stop to take a rest, in an empty park.This old guitar
Hours I’ve been walking, with no real aim Trying to get away, I’m tired of these petty games.
At my side, an old guitar, Not much to look at, but it had gotten me so far.
Toughened fingers run up the strings, a loving grasp around its neck, Similar to another, less happy scene, tragic, too much so to forget.
And my anger, all my tears, All my sorrows, all my fears,
As the strings hum their soft tune one by one I lose them all Before my perfect muse the
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