If music is poetry...
And poetry is life...
Music must be life.
I had a guitar once
But now I have a heap of ashes.
Sounds like you lost your temper Jack and burned your bridges, but bridges can be rebuilt springs to this ever optimistic mind! Good bite on life, Tai
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I would like to translate this poem
Ouch. Strum, dude, strum!