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It doesn't happen very often, but I'm singing the blues. Those sittin'-next-to-a-hound-dog, strummin'-the-guitar-on-the-porch, listenin'-to-the-rain blues. Those blues that don't have a reason and you don't know how you got there.
My heart hurts.
*picks at guitar*
diavestra, I didn't forget your birthday - well, I kinda did. Am uploading something for you now.
My heart hurts.
*picks at guitar*
