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Time to practice...

Of all the instruments
I’ve learned to date
You are the piece
I want to play

Your complex notes
Your subtle tones
Smooth skin stretched
Over perfect bones

Caress your neck
Pluck your strings
Hold your body
Tune you in

Strum your chords
Find melodic G
A fierce crescendo
Orchestrated by me

Of all the music
I’ve yet to learn
I’ll play you non-stop
‘Til my fingers burn
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