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My Guitar ~ Electric version

Metallic sheen of my limber cordage laid; tensioned and waiting your embrace, your hand grips and glides as fingertips press. Grasping me at length in just the right place. Syncopated backbeats restless throb; my body hewn of firmly crafted curves

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