#5 Your love for music
i forgot how good it felt.
the wind. the sky. the ground.
nature.
bring it back to me?
bring myself back to nature.
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Tell me.
Remind me.
Never to visit the pub when there is a possibility of my father being there.
Disaster.
You'll get forced to stay.
And play on strings which aren't even yours.
Rusty.
Abused.
Not mine.
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