The Music and Scars

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Plucking the strings one by one
The music comes to life like the rising sun
Resonating in the most deepest of resonance
I feel the warm embrace of a comforting presence
It brings me joy when I play my guitar
But all the more joy when I reach the far
Emotions let loose when the music is free
Like the one who suffered scars for you and me

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