Dreamed about guitars last night and a room full of people.
Spectacular trees with so many oranges and reds. Today, their colors glowed, iridescent against the stormy sky. Like the beginning of a song…
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With what voice,
And what song would you sing, spider,
In this autumn breeze?
-Basho
Lean your body forward slightly to support the guitar against your chest, for the poetry of the music should resound in your heart.
-Andre Segovia
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