A Guitar Is A Therapist

I sing out my soul

Knowing, my friend will never judge this fool
Each note rings back a healing tone
This object can turn you back around

The sound, of G haunts me

& i’m taken back into distant memories…

Back to retrieve what I have lost inside of me,
This guitar is the simplest therapy,
to ease the worn wounds of seasons endured.
Mahogany spruce set carefully,
Has become this instrument I adore.

-Kine Fall

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