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A guitar freely
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What I think every day whether
There may be me who am still at a loss here
I sound a guitar freely and still color
It by the words of the idea
It is surely such condition much more
Even if it seems that it is
Sometimes out of order
Because there is another trouble
It will be without minding it
Therefore sleep, and I am when,
But I sound a guitar freely
I send the words of the idea to you
I believe that I understand it sometime
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