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Guitar Dreams
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The language of music echoes the colour of a simple sound.
While its tap melodically paralyses each growing emotion
And then, but only then... a guitar softly breathes two times at once.
Would you still be amazed if it happened too much for others in a minute...?
and inclined to guess the next flavour?
They think about what they believe, but actually don’t understand
...and still, I’m even more charmed with each feather-like breath the wind takes.
Whereas my mind is lured, eyes enchanted and heartbeats carefully broken loose.
Tuesday, 09 October 2008
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