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Guitar
The smooth wood feels like an extension of my body
The strap makes its way across my shoulder with ease
My right hand is steadily flowing back and forth across the stings
Making the most beautiful sounds and melodies
The voice of this instrument is
Unlike any I've heard before
It sings with soul and passion
As though it's heart has been torn
The beat of the tune hastens
And the tone erupts
Drowning all who hear
Into this blissful part
The colors of the song go from blue to purple
From orange to yellow
From red to pink
And everywhere else in the middle
This music has engulfed us
Making our hearts swell and our consciousness drift
We've lost ourselves in the song
Making our spirit shift
This one instrument has changed our lives
It spoke with wisdom and truth
And as the last note fades away
We all feel renewed
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For those that have ever heard the soulful sound of an acoustic guitar, or have ever been overcome by the brilliance of music, you are now understood.