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My Love Guitar

The Language of the Soul

By NimsPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
My Love Guitar
Photo by Caio Silva on Unsplash

My love for the guitar runs deep

Like a river that flows through the night

I can't help but pick it up

And let my fingers dance with the strings

The sound that it makes

Fills my heart with joy and peace

I am at one with the instrument

As we create a beautiful melody

The guitar is more than just a tool

It is a part of me, a part of my soul

I am grateful to have it in my life

My love for the guitar will never grow old

I can't imagine a day without the guitar

It is always there for me

In times of sadness and in times of joy

It is my constant companion

I pour my emotions into every note

And the guitar sings back to me

It understands me in a way that no one else can

And for that, I am truly grateful

The guitar is my true love

It brings me so much happiness

I am blessed to have it by my side

Forever and always, my love for the guitar will remain

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