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Guitar Man

Feb 10, 2023
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By Kartik Gupta


he listened to the guitar man and thought he could be one too he found meaning in his words and dreamed of writing too sometimes grew inspired and penned down a few most of it was crap and none of it was new he tried to sing along and add some music to it that didn't help much and he ended up feeling like shit the spark was there but he wished for more fire searching for that light to get him higher they said he was a nice guy and that's what he thought too he believed them but knew not all of it was true for deep down he felt under-compensated waiting for something that was much belated he longed for his friends though he had friends here too spending long nights trying to make the perfect brew having until now only watched the hawks that flew he realized that it was now his turn too



By Kartik Gupta

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